<?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-27212808</id><updated>2011-09-04T11:49:58.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats not skating...........its falling with style</title><subtitle type='html'>Hey im Beth,im 18 and studying theology in the ghetto of roehampton(innit blood), This blog is just my thoughts on life, love, my bloke, my monkey and my skateboard</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-6865021539005538970</id><published>2007-06-19T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T11:59:15.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does it need a picture to be an exciting blog?</title><content type='html'>So i've been back from uni a week now and so far liking being back home. However i am having withdrawel issues i need to get used to. these being;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I can't nap at anytime of the day, in the Hampel house this is not accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I can't make a mess and leave it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) A bar and vending machines are not walking distances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Pasta is knowlonger my stable diet, suitable for morning, afternoon and evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) the buses are not £2.00 whereever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) my friends are not the other side of the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) It is not appropriate to wear the same jumper and jeans 5 days running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Big Brother is not accepted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) A job means more than two hours a day twice a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However last week was productive with simon being here we had;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 3 costa's,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 1 lunch out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Subway sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Painted a joint picture (simon painted more of the white table)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Front garden weeded and flowers planted (my fathers day present to my dad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Got a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so today was the first day of my working summer, yes today i started at JJB sport and it was a very useful day. Today I filled out forms, a lot of forms. Had a quiz. Roleplayed. Watched videos on sport equipment. Had a tour. Was Presented with our uniforms. A very very very useful day. However after watching videos on types of golf sticks, footballers gloves and strings of tennis rackets, im still not really sure what i have to do the 8 hours im there. oh well keeping me in suspence i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friends i leave you with a picture, a picture im very proud of and leaves me saying 'Isn't great to be a JJB worker?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok can not find the camera wire, so no picture, if your lucky it may be in the next post, if i find it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-6865021539005538970?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/6865021539005538970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=6865021539005538970&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/6865021539005538970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/6865021539005538970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/06/does-it-need-picture-to-be-exciting.html' title='Does it need a picture to be an exciting blog?'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-316867334396230743</id><published>2007-05-26T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:13:01.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RljCDz1bBFI/AAAAAAAAACk/9Bjmz4uVtaU/s1600-h/house.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069014751315166290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RljCDz1bBFI/AAAAAAAAACk/9Bjmz4uVtaU/s320/house.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RljBTj1bBEI/AAAAAAAAACc/F8ch8Y9AyVA/s1600-h/exam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069013922386478146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RljBTj1bBEI/AAAAAAAAACc/F8ch8Y9AyVA/s320/exam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RljAzD1bBDI/AAAAAAAAACU/_-lIDCPuZZc/s1600-h/simon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069013364040729650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RljAzD1bBDI/AAAAAAAAACU/_-lIDCPuZZc/s320/simon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RljAWT1bBCI/AAAAAAAAACM/S72Hh2Js8I4/s1600-h/avenue+q.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069012870119490594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RljAWT1bBCI/AAAAAAAAACM/S72Hh2Js8I4/s320/avenue+q.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/Rli_Ez1bBBI/AAAAAAAAACE/xukaUn7IWIA/s1600-h/ball.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069011469960152082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/Rli_Ez1bBBI/AAAAAAAAACE/xukaUn7IWIA/s320/ball.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/Rli9sD1bBAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Xmy2l5iQU6A/s1600-h/nandos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069009945246761986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/Rli9sD1bBAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Xmy2l5iQU6A/s320/nandos.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures of whats happening in my life - hope you can work it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-316867334396230743?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/316867334396230743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=316867334396230743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/316867334396230743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/316867334396230743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/05/pictures-of-whats-happening-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RljCDz1bBFI/AAAAAAAAACk/9Bjmz4uVtaU/s72-c/house.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-6194755840066196120</id><published>2007-05-15T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T10:28:15.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Two embarrassing moments i feel i should share with you;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In a lecture today we were told to think of a book that has been an inspiration to you, something that was maybe life changing, a book that made you who you are today. Being a theology class you got the usual, a few bibles maybe a couple of torahs, a qu'ran , my answer.... &lt;em&gt;The Very Hungry Caterpillar&lt;/em&gt;, i had good reason for this but i still felt a bit silly!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was running to my lectures as i was late and didnt have time to tie my shoes,I tripped a little, recovered from that, still didnt do the shoes up, kept running and then fell big styley, like head whacking on the ground, proper fall, the people in the bar were very supportive (if you count smacking on the window and laughing supportive) I got up and kept running, i just hope no one i knew saw me.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-6194755840066196120?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/6194755840066196120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=6194755840066196120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/6194755840066196120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/6194755840066196120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/05/two-embarrassing-moments-i-feel-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-569943716531632381</id><published>2007-05-14T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T09:31:15.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>karma</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday, Simon and I traveled up to Scotland to visit my uncle and auntie. Now in the past I’ve always got the plane which takes about an hour but this time me and Simon decided to go on the megabus, which takes around 9 hours, because it was a lot cheaper. Now we arrive at Victoria train station and walk to the coach station. Stayed there for a bit then realized we were at the wrong coach station, so kept walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached our coach station at about 10.30pm, our coach was due to leave at 11.00. 10.45 i decide i need the toilet, no toilet at our coach station, have to walk back to other coach station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now anyone who knows Simon, knows he hates being out at night, so this was not good for him. So being the supportive girlfriend ,i laughed at his fear and walked slightly slower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.00pm get on the coach, will not mention the queuing system they have in place because i will be here for ever, Simon puts luggage on and i find seats, sorted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours later stop at a service station told we are switching buses, so i run off the coach to get seats, simon gets the luggage. This time it was a double decker so i run to get the front seats at the top, sit down but bags under the chair, sorted again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look behind, there was a man standing in the row, not moving, I look down at the floor and there was a pidgeon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i only have two greatest fears in life, its not dying alone or being tortured its … fish and pidgeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i was in a dilema, i couldnt run for it as the pidgeon was in the aisle and I couldnt go over the chairs just in case it got scared and flew. I was trapped, cornered by a pidgeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i sat there, screaming at anyone who walked close incase they scared it and it flew around my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then have a situation, how do you get a pidgeon of a double decker bus? by this time it was about 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man, who spoke no English tries to pick it up, it flies away, luckly not in my direction down the other end of the bus, I was now in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pidgeon is now lost so everyone is looking under their chairs trying to find it, i still have not moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its found, same guy goes to pick it up, it flies again, crazy French women gets out a tennis racket and starts trying to hit it, (not very safe and sound for pidgeons) Did not succeed in killing the bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally its taken out of the bus and we continue our journey, for the rest of our journey i did not put my feet down, just in case it had returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon then brings up the point of karma. I laughed at his fear of being out at night and then got a taste of my own medicine with the pidgeon. Does what comes around goes around?? I then felt bad about laughing at Si’s fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if i believe in karma or whether it was just a coincide, but i will not be laughing at peoples fears for a long time and will also check all chairs before I sit down .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-569943716531632381?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/569943716531632381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=569943716531632381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/569943716531632381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/569943716531632381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/05/karma.html' title='karma'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-2401852266669073164</id><published>2007-05-07T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:13:02.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/Rj-qq2yP-CI/AAAAAAAAABM/pec8xHfTf6U/s1600-h/CRIM0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061952159425230882" style="CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/Rj-qq2yP-CI/AAAAAAAAABM/pec8xHfTf6U/s320/CRIM0115.JPG" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick post to acknowledge my mums great achievement. Yes thats right she was on last Sundays Songs of Praise. Well done Mum we are all very proud of you xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/27212808-2401852266669073164?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/2401852266669073164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=2401852266669073164&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/2401852266669073164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/2401852266669073164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-quick-post-to-acknowledge-my-mums.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/Rj-qq2yP-CI/AAAAAAAAABM/pec8xHfTf6U/s72-c/CRIM0115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-8883836012086167620</id><published>2007-04-24T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T13:12:52.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All i want is a room somewhere...</title><content type='html'>Its not often i get fed up but i have to say im very fed up!i no catchy first sentence to a blog!&lt;br /&gt;its amazing to think i have almost completed my first year at Roehampton, it has just gone so fast and we now have the lovely task of trying to find a house. I'm planning to move in with two other girls and we all are finding the whole situation very difficult. The way Roehampton do it is they release a housing list and then the rest is up to you. Its now the second day of house hunting, we have seen 6 places and have three left to see tomorrow and so far none have been suitable. All have been a good twenty minutes walk and either too expensive or not being in a very nice area. Its not like we are being picking, one house we went to was above a shop, front door lock broken, chipping paint, patches of carpet ripped, how they can expect people to buy this? In contrast was a massive house, kitchen, dining room, lounge, garden and three bedrooms but a long way and slightly out of our price rage. So tomorrow heres hoping we will find a house in the middle of the two extremes as by Thursday everything will be gone and ill have to commute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB If you live near Roehampton and are willing to take three lovely girls please let me know... don't be a weirdo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-8883836012086167620?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/8883836012086167620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=8883836012086167620&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/8883836012086167620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/8883836012086167620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-not-often-i-get-fed-up-but-i-have.html' title='All i want is a room somewhere...'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-7072226810476841554</id><published>2007-04-18T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:13:02.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed the World, Damn was that last year??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RiaMbUPnDQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xzdR6rwu9HM/s1600-h/CRIM0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054882032688499970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="294" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RiaMbUPnDQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xzdR6rwu9HM/s320/CRIM0064.JPG" width="327" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RiaL5kPnDPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-N5B_9kSXQU/s1600-h/CRIM0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054881452867914994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" height="242" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RiaL5kPnDPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-N5B_9kSXQU/s320/CRIM0036.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today has been a good day! Today me and Simon went to Chessington World of Adventures. The weather was lovely, the park was empty and the company was perfect, a good way to spend a Wednesday! For your pleasure i have posted a few snaps from the day and the whole album will be on facebook in due course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However i did have a shock today whilst approaching a ride, the ride was called 'Rameses Revenge' , you kinda sit in a row of chairs and are thrown in many different directions and then they lower you into fountains of water face first. Now usually, back in the days, i would have loved this ride but today i found myself saying 'Ah no you go on, ill stay here with the bags and take some snaps on the old camera'. Now i know theres always one person in the group when you go to a theme park that enjoys sitting with the bags and watching the ride, but i never thought this person was gonna be me. So i have put this mishap to one side and have assured myself that it will never happen again, i am young, young and hip and down with the kids,i'm going on the skateboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also do you ever get one of those texts where they start with 'Congratulations' and you are sure its junk and delete it. Well today i received what i thought to be one of those texts and instead of deleting it i read it. Turns out that my application for 'Live Earth' was succesful so on the 7th July me and Simon will be at Wembly in the company of :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beastie Boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Black Eyed Peas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bloc Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corinne Bailey Rae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damien Rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;David Gray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duran Duran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foo Fighters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genesis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James Blunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John Legend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madonna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paolo Nutini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Razorlight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snow Patrol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more to be added, we are very excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-7072226810476841554?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/7072226810476841554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=7072226810476841554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/7072226810476841554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/7072226810476841554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/04/feed-world-damn-was-that-last-year.html' title='Feed the World, Damn was that last year??'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RiaMbUPnDQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xzdR6rwu9HM/s72-c/CRIM0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-395746810551600022</id><published>2007-04-17T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:13:02.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>730 days..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RiUzH0PnDOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ExxUEcDwH8Q/s1600-h/CRIM0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054502366169468130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RiUzH0PnDOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ExxUEcDwH8Q/s320/CRIM0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is mine and Simons anniversary, it has been two years and three days since we first met and excatly two years since we have been going out (i asked him).  We met on a youth chorus tour to Sweeden and the rest is history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this blog is to thank simon for the best two years and for putting up with me for so long xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is Rupert Pierre, the new addition to our collection!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-395746810551600022?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/395746810551600022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=395746810551600022&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/395746810551600022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/395746810551600022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/04/730-days.html' title='730 days..........'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RiUzH0PnDOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ExxUEcDwH8Q/s72-c/CRIM0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-7196866386960862148</id><published>2007-04-04T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:13:02.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woop woop woooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RhQe7kP98xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iLK7MJ8FdPE/s1600-h/P4040020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049695090880934674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RhQe7kP98xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iLK7MJ8FdPE/s320/P4040020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                                                            I PASSED !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-7196866386960862148?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/7196866386960862148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=7196866386960862148&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/7196866386960862148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/7196866386960862148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/04/woop-woop-woooo.html' title='Woop woop woooo'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/RhQe7kP98xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iLK7MJ8FdPE/s72-c/P4040020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-1124790501605738050</id><published>2007-04-03T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T14:03:35.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't think of a title???</title><content type='html'>this is not good.... not good at all.... Tomorrow i have my theory test and its not going well. so far tonight i have taken four test and failed each one, infact i re-did one of the tests and still managed to fail. However as i have just explained to my mum i see my failings as a positive thing for such reasons. 1) if i had past the tests i would have been away watching tv, instead i am learning road signs , 2) it has taught me not to leave things to the last minute. I also see my failing tonight as a good thing because in the past i have failed mocks, most of my GCSEs but i still came out with 11 a-c grades (who needs a grammer school!)so its all good???  its a twisted logic!!! However something did just come to my mind, why am i blogging? i should be learning??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway will let you no how it goes, my test is tommorrow at 9.30, havent seen 9.30 in a long time! ( if anyone reads this blog before Wednesday morning and knows where the test centre is, i would be grateful as it has moved)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing i'm annoyed at is my purchase from play.com. i bought a book entitled 'A Beginners guide to skateboarding' and whilst reading it on the train today i was shocked to read that the average age for a skateboarder was 13-16, this just puts the country to shame!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally whilst over in N.Ireland for the past week i have experienced a number of new things,&lt;br /&gt;1) go karting, was v. nervous to begin with but it was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;2) Wheaten bread made by Simons auntie, is a bit like moat loaf but less sticky.&lt;br /&gt;3) Fifa, i am now awesome.&lt;br /&gt;4) I won buzz music quiz despite haveing someone who wasnt very good on my team&lt;br /&gt;5) After Adams tutition i am now a fine drummer&lt;br /&gt;6) A kabab around 900 calories but it was gooood.&lt;br /&gt;7) I can sleep through the early morning playing of the drums&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;There are also many other things to make you aware of but i think i'm gonna leave that to another time....   good night .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-1124790501605738050?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/1124790501605738050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=1124790501605738050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/1124790501605738050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/1124790501605738050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-cant-think-of-title.html' title='I can&apos;t think of a title???'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-645573971955467923</id><published>2007-03-25T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:13:03.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/Rg13y7TC0iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/I7bxh25lsig/s1600-h/crash_03_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/Rg13y7TC0iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/I7bxh25lsig/s320/crash_03_1024x768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047822474146927138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So recently i havent blogged much, but there is a very valid reason for this. I have a new man in my life, he is ginger, wears blue shorts, spins alot and eats lots of apples!!His name is Crash Bandicoot. Simon bought a ps2(Yes thats right ps2 he is so behind the times), and he bought lots of stupid boy games (football,wrestling and shooting) and i made him buy me a game so i got crash Bandicoot and The Wrath of Cortex, so my studies have taken a backseat while i spin through many crazy levels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-645573971955467923?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/645573971955467923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=645573971955467923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/645573971955467923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/645573971955467923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-recently-i-havent-blogged-much-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0pNSDG5so/Rg13y7TC0iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/I7bxh25lsig/s72-c/crash_03_1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-7129384916716661366</id><published>2007-03-05T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T13:07:24.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An update....</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since i last blogged so thought i would leave you a brief update about whats happening in my life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) University&lt;br /&gt;Uni is going well, getting back into the swing of things, feels like we have only come back from the winter break and easter is fast approaching. Was very pleased because i passed all my exams and essays so can continue this term with no re takes. So far i am keeping my new year resolutuion of doing my washing up as soon as eaten, have found it easier than scraping mould off at a later date...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Skatebored&lt;br /&gt;Skateboard has been put on hold as it is usually raining, except did make a good bum board for the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Phone&lt;br /&gt;Mobile is currently out of use as i bust the screen, i thought i would find this hard but so far i have found it quite therapeutic although it has only been a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Keep fit classes&lt;br /&gt;As from last Wednesday i have joined a keep fit class, this involves Aerobics on a Monday, combat on a Tuesday, Legs, bums and tums on a Wednesday and Yoga on a Thursday. I can  sincerely say i will not be going to all of these but its the thought that counts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Driving&lt;br /&gt;Since the Christmas holidays i did not restart my driving lessons but have now rebooked them and also booked a theory test, so i'm still on for my target of when i'm going to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats it,  not really much else to report on! aims for this month is to continue being tidy and to keep on top my my reading and essays. will blog again soon xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-7129384916716661366?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/7129384916716661366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=7129384916716661366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/7129384916716661366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/7129384916716661366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/03/update.html' title='An update....'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-117086995071780101</id><published>2007-02-07T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T05:12:49.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/1600/219641/scater%20board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/320/521768/scater%20board.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK it maybe rubbish but i think you can get what i was trying to achieve???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-117086995071780101?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/117086995071780101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=117086995071780101&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/117086995071780101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/117086995071780101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-it-maybe-rubbish-but-i-think-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-117080197863624789</id><published>2007-02-06T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T14:46:18.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/1600/261803/P1010034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/320/101073/P1010034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-117080197863624789?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/117080197863624789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=117080197863624789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/117080197863624789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/117080197863624789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-117036744561240371</id><published>2007-02-01T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T06:23:23.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies Who Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/1600/149038/DSCN0753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/320/893021/DSCN0753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/1600/570776/DSCN0755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/320/184918/DSCN0755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/1600/578774/DSCN0754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/320/267101/DSCN0754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/1600/799689/DSCN0750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/320/917642/DSCN0750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today yah darling was the pinacle of my week as me and a few associates of mine gathered in my friends house for a lovely three course luncheon ... with all the associated gossiping. I have decided I have become a lady who lunches meeting for more than my fair share of coffee's in Starbucks .. where else ...and sampling the lunch menu's of café rouge and the alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was terrific meeting up with all the Chelmsford rif raff ..even though I had to avoid the odd lunatics ... one such lunatic that I encountered whilst walking down Chelmsford high street totally minding my own business; He decided that the rest of the merry shoppers and townfolk would need to know about his opinions of the paving shouting at the top of his lungs ... "has anyone ever ... felt that the floor covering ... obstructs your vision .... " .. TOTAL LOON ... he did however appear on the street at exactly the same location as the charity guilt tripper ... maybe some sort of gas leak is affecting people's brains ....maybe I just live in essex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was cool ... have ponced around at my friends house and all of us have decided that we are slowly turning into housewives whether we like it or not .. having new found interest in subjects such as interior design ... recipes and such like ... vowing to each other that we will regularly meet up and have a mother's meeting when we are older .... letting the au-pairs look after the childlets and have their own little meeting whilst we drink the bubbly and gossip about the latest laura ashley prints or old friends gone bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ... and a note to those regular blog watchers ... the charity dude was actually selling these little books to buy wheelchairs for disabled children .. not just wheels..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/1600/446431/mission.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/1600/446431/mission.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/1600/811856/mission.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/320/886447/mission.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This just leaves me with the New Hall mission statement i however i feel it should be slightly altered to 'We believe that New Hall enables pupils to confidently cook, arrange flowers and set tables and to meet the challenges of being a confident housewife in the widerworld....screw an education ... we'll teach them to spot rich ..corner and marry it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-117036744561240371?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/117036744561240371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=117036744561240371&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/117036744561240371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/117036744561240371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/02/ladies-who-lunch.html' title='Ladies Who Lunch'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-117019474669500529</id><published>2007-01-30T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T04:48:56.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freely given???</title><content type='html'>Whilst walking down chelmsford high street with my friend Fran we past a group of people that were working for a charity,they were stopping people as they walked past. Now we both spotted them, avoided eye contact and quickened up the pace however we were targetted. After being cornered we had no hope of passing and stopped. Now this was a charity to help raise funds to buy a wheel. The man asked us what we were doing and where we were going. We said we were heading for starbucks and then later to the cinema. We were then asked if we would like to buy a leaflet which cost 3 pounds and the money went towards the buying of a wheelchair. Now to be honest neither of us wanted to give them the money so we said we wouldn't like to buy it. Now the man reminded us what we were about to do, told us that we should get are priorities in order and in a very subtle way told us to stop being selfish. So we did, we brought the leaflet and walked away. However both my friend and I walked away feeling slightly annoyed and bitter.&lt;br /&gt;This reminded me of a time when i was sitting in my flat when five boys walked into my room, shut the door and said they were raising money for a charity. i do not no if they had Id or what the chariety was, i just gave them some money so they would get out of my room.&lt;br /&gt;So my point is do charities persuade, bribe or guilt people to give them money and is this right? Should it be the charities job to think about the giver as well as the cause and is the reason we walk past people raising money on the street is because we do not like being put under pressure or being made to feel gulity?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-117019474669500529?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/117019474669500529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=117019474669500529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/117019474669500529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/117019474669500529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/01/freely-given.html' title='Freely given???'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-116975023963930347</id><published>2007-01-25T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T10:37:19.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.vanderbilt.edu/ros/images/bands/ben_folds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.vanderbilt.edu/ros/images/bands/ben_folds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEN FOLDS = AMAZING!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-116975023963930347?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/116975023963930347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=116975023963930347&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116975023963930347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116975023963930347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/01/ben-folds-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-116923486954893425</id><published>2007-01-19T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T11:27:49.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skateboard update!!</title><content type='html'>My regular readers(simon and john Farrar) will know that i got a skateboard for my birthday, so i started slow but im starting to take to it quite well now. Ive mastered standing on the board,starting and stopping, and generally going. I havent got any tricks yet accept falling, but i always seem to land on my butt everytime!!(good padding) we've also learnt the lingo here are some examples.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH my BUTT - The rider of the skateboard appears to have lost control of the vehicle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAAAAAAAARRRRRRRR- There appears to be a motor vehicle approaching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIMMMMMMYYYY HELLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPP!- simon dear could you please help me refrain from hurting myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REACHED THE LINE!!!!- the rider of the skaterboard appears to have travel 3 metres without falling off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats the lingo sorted, ive got my baggy jeans and hoodies, all i need to do now is learn how to skate and ill be sorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats my latest skateboarding update. I've also got a surprise for my next blog, ive bought someone very close to me a new skateboarding outfit, i'll give you a clue it isn't Simon and it is my Monkey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-116923486954893425?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/116923486954893425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=116923486954893425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116923486954893425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116923486954893425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/01/skateboard-update.html' title='Skateboard update!!'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-116852009947607579</id><published>2007-01-11T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T05:07:30.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He was a skater boy, la la la</title><content type='html'>So it 2007 and i feel its time to write a new blog however currently i am still on my winters break, not back till February and only have one date in my diary which is an exam, so Yes its not the most fun packed time ever and there is not much to report on!&lt;br /&gt;H0wever i did have a great Christmas and New Year.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was spent at home seeing lots of family then New year was in Ireland with Simon and his family, which was a new experience for me as i am very much a family girl so i have always spent New Years at home but i had a really good time. I made lots of New Years resolutions and yes by the 2nd i had broken everyone of them. However i have still kept one resolution which is going well.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after New Year it was my birthday where i got lots of lovely things and except from an exam 9 o clock that morning had a good day. One present i got from my Nanna was a skateboard, now you may think this is a bit of a strange present to bye a 19 year old girl but it was something i had asked for. A little boy from chelmsford had got a skateboard for Christmas and brought it to show on christmas morning and from that moment i knew i wanted one! however as i have found it is not as easy as it looks, i'm scared when it goes too fast and not yet mastered how to turn which again is not good when i live on a bendy street. the reason i wanted a skateboard is 2 fold i wanted it so i can skate to my lectures and be know as 'the girl who skates everywhere' and also because its like a guitar you recieve instant 'coolness'.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway simon is coming on Friday and he mentioned he used to skate back in his prime so is going to give me some lessons. Anyway must go, how time flys............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new-dream.de/image/wallpaper/musik/avril-lavigne/avril%20lavigne-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.new-dream.de/image/wallpaper/musik/avril-lavigne/avril%20lavigne-17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-116852009947607579?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/116852009947607579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=116852009947607579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116852009947607579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116852009947607579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2007/01/he-was-skater-boy-la-la-la.html' title='He was a skater boy, la la la'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-116686999935968357</id><published>2006-12-23T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T02:34:47.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/1600/931935/PC250025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/320/220790/PC250025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/1600/955098/PC250022.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its christmas eve, eve!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today i have set myself the task to make myself feel christmassy.... christmas for me definatly doesn't feel in two days time. the reason i think i feel like this is 3 fold. Number 1: since coming out of the band i have not done any carolloing . Number 2: i have not written any christmas cards and number 3: i have not been to any carol services this year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today i am going into town to pound land, buying the most tackiest decorations and gonna make my house look like Santa's grotto, my mum prefers the more sublte look but i'm gonna go all out, bring on the tinsel!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also going to be playing abit of Slade and the 'feed the world song'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring it on!!!! i will feel christmassy!!!!&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-116686999935968357?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/116686999935968357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=116686999935968357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116686999935968357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116686999935968357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-christmas-eve-eve-today-i-have-set.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-116558003382866322</id><published>2006-12-08T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T04:13:53.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From a critical perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thesis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its been a while since i've blogged, i have been feeling slighlty uninspired as nothing has happened that would be nearly interesting enough to write about. I was gonna fobb you off with another picture of my monkey, he has a new outfit but i think i'm gonna leave that to a later date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intoduction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst living in Roehamton i have come into many new experiences. One being night clubbing... Now don't get me wrong i did try and go clubbing in Chelmsford but the baby face held me back so i was always home before Casulty on a Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;However now i have this nifty card to prove my age so now the worlds my oaster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main body of essay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So two days ago i did go clubbing and i was getting slightly bored of the famous two step,thats the limits of my dance steps so i thought i'd make so observations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) so you decide to go clubbing,starts about 11.30 but you cnt be too early else you will look to kean. by 10.30 you start to feel the tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) now what you wear is obviously v important, so you spend sometime staring into your wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)its now about 11.25 and you must go , so you come runnig outside realsising yes it is december and your absolutly freezing but at least you look good???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) you get to the club and you are made to stand outside, now why didnt i bring a coat, you just look freezing and you wish you were in the diesase ridden club where it is warm and no the red carpet outside does not make it anymore glamourous???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) You walk in and are checked by these huge men, this is something i am not comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) So your in the club, you look around but you can only see the person infront of you. As other girls walk in you look them up and down to see what they are wearing and you realise you look excalty the same as everyone else just cold and uncomfortable, you should of worn a jumper and jeans then you would stand out from the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At clubs you always get the same characters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)the first being the people that use you as something to push off of whilst trying to get through the crowd so you then end up doing the famous elbows out dance to nudge them when the invade your space, it really shows them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Then you get the guy that came on his own with the slicked back greasy hair drinking beer from the bottle and moving his head back and forth, just taking in the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Then you have the geeky guy from the course who clings to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Then theres the girls who you don't really like and they don't like you either but all of a sudden your there best friends... popularity is a big thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) So then theres the 'sexy dancing' which i'm not commenting on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) And towards the end of the night you have the falling on the floor trying to walk people, who have had a few too many, all that time trying to make yourself look good and you end up looking like that,why???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Finally you have the person who moves from group to group who know absolutly everyone stay in one group fool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel i have expressed all my thoughts about this particular subject, i have tryed to not let my own personal opinion be too much involved however there is a lack of quotations and poor spelling is used, i know this will be reflected in my mark. Thankyou for reading .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bethany Hampel&lt;br /&gt;Candiate number. 1067&lt;br /&gt;Estimated word count. 400 words&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-116558003382866322?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/116558003382866322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=116558003382866322&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116558003382866322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116558003382866322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/12/from-critical-perspective.html' title='From a critical perspective'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-116377922825881810</id><published>2006-11-17T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T08:00:28.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/P1010038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/320/P1010038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           This is Eddie (Edward) the monkey he has many outfits but this is a new one.&lt;br /&gt;                           As you can see he is very happy with his new purchases! please note&lt;br /&gt;                           his new eyepod doesn't he look hip...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-116377922825881810?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/116377922825881810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=116377922825881810&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116377922825881810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116377922825881810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-eddie-edward-monkey-he-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-116308283830806348</id><published>2006-11-09T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:21:33.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hampels Holiday Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/holiday%20helper%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/320/holiday%20helper%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/holiday%20helper.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/holiday%20helper.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So its nearly that time of year again when you have to go out in the cold, battle through the crowds and spend your well earned cash on presents for family and friends, its a persons living nightmare. Fearnot my friend I have the answer for you, just call upon Hampels Holiday Helper and they will be your personal shopper for this hetic time of the year. Get all your presents without leaving the comfort of your own home. For information please get in touch. Have a magical Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-116308283830806348?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/116308283830806348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=116308283830806348&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116308283830806348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116308283830806348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/11/hampels-holiday-helper.html' title='Hampels Holiday Helper'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-116185874224024234</id><published>2006-10-26T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T03:32:22.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This video was made by some school friends for an RE project. They were asked to create the script for a Christian charity advert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look and see what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=salvation+army+spoof+advert&amp;search=Search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=salvation+army+spoof+advert&amp;amp;search=Search&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-116185874224024234?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/116185874224024234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=116185874224024234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116185874224024234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116185874224024234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-video-was-made-by-some-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-116129071675970411</id><published>2006-10-19T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T13:45:16.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suttoning it and the stud of a dad</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday Simon, Kat, Judith and I went to Sutton corps, this was the first church i had been to since being at uni so it had been around a month. When we got there we were greated by huge yellow sofas and it felt a bit like i was funiture shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm sure my dad was a bit of a stud back in the day but i really do not like to be told this. So when the officer (female) came and shook our hands and asked us where we were from i really wasn't expecting this reply.&lt;br /&gt;Heres yet another role play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer- welcome, its lovely to see you (all officer jargon, bla, bla, bla)where are you from?&lt;br /&gt;Beth    - I'm from Chelmsford&lt;br /&gt;Officer - Oh i used to live in Chelmsford, i can't remember anyone really but i do remember someone but he's probably moved away or something,you wouldn't know him.&lt;br /&gt;Beth   - Oh really whats his name?&lt;br /&gt;Officer - Well he was my old kissing partner, his name was Adrain Hampel he had lovely dark hair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for anyone who does not know, the stud named Adrian Hampel is my father and since then i've lost all respect for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then quickly moving away from the officer due to the fact of my embarrasment the meeting  started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some important parts to the meeting..now i feel its the churches tradition that when they give to the Lord it is a very sombre occasion and should be done whilst contemplating upon your earthy riches. Now sutton did something entirly different, it was there alter service and instead of them walking up looking at thier feet they samba-ed up. Now this wasn't the young ones and some token oldies thrown in, this was the whole church all ages given abit of the cha cha slide and really enjoying thereselves! This really made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing i really loved was their singing company of all ages just singing and smiling and just being happy when they sang. They wernt worrying about there uniform cause noone was wearing one, they weren't scared of losing eye contact with the leader and getting the evil look, they just looked so happy. There was a little girl on the back row just dancing and laughing this was something i absolutly loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top of the meeting they finished of with the anthem of all athems -The way it's gonna be'. It was a really good meeting and i definatly see myself going again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-116129071675970411?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/116129071675970411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=116129071675970411&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116129071675970411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116129071675970411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/10/suttoning-it-and-stud-of-dad.html' title='Suttoning it and the stud of a dad'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-116078120535719245</id><published>2006-10-13T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T16:13:25.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When you hear the firebells chime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/home.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/320/home.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it takes a lot to wake me up but even Beethovan (composer not the dog!) couldn't sleep through the ringing noise that has woken me up for the past 3 nights. You know when your just dropping off and suddenly theres a telephone ringing in your dream, then theres the harsh realisation that its the fire alarm again! So you trapes downstairs with your hair looking somewhat like a birdnest and its far to late to have a conversation with people so you pass each other off with a grunt. Then you stand there for around half an hour wishing you had put shoes on and then stomp back up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following morning: So there i was making bacon sandwiches and the kitchen was kinda steamer and i get a phone call, i will do a little roleplay for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brrr brrr (the telephone!)&lt;br /&gt;Me: hello&lt;br /&gt;Sercurity man:hello your fire alarm is about to go off, is your flat on fire.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (taking a quick glance... nope all looks good) No theres no fire.&lt;br /&gt;Sercurity Man: Well your gonna have to evacuate your block.&lt;br /&gt;Then he hangs up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how am i suppose to evaquate the whole of my building? my kitchen wasnt on fire, was i meant to wack on people doors waking them up and explain to them to go outside because my kitchen was abit steamy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point two screaming fire engines turn up outside my flat, now this is getting riduculas and my sandwich is getting cold. The conclusion to this story is that infact my flat was not on fire and never to make bacon again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this blog is to thank the fireservice for the expertise and skills without them i don't no where i would be.....well actually i do..........STILL ASLEEP EVERY NIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-116078120535719245?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/116078120535719245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=116078120535719245&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116078120535719245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/116078120535719245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-you-hear-firebells-chime.html' title='When you hear the firebells chime'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-115921638692128333</id><published>2006-09-25T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T13:33:06.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The dreaded question</title><content type='html'>So i've been at universty for around a week now and this morning whilst i was munching on my Fruit and Fibre the question was asked, personally i feel this is the question all young Salvationists hate and will try and avoid this is how it went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flat mate : so Beth why don't you drink or smoke, do you have a serous liver problem?    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth : (choking and spluttering, can i just get up and walk out and they not notice?)&lt;br /&gt;Will i'm a christian and i believe it is not right to subject my body to it. (phew lets move on and talk about the weather, its look quite dry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flat Mate: well my granny is a christian she can drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth: ( good point, crap will have to explain more) Well i go to the Salvation Army and we believe that it is not right to behave in that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flat Mate: ( i swear her face was like it was christmas morning) Wow do you know Harold Bishop? can you teach me to play the tuba? can i see you on Sunday in your costume?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flat were really interested and wanted to know about my beliefs and lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it was 'the conversation'. I remember being told how difficult it was but how we have to be strong and stand up for our faith. Now i think its really not something we should be scared about saying but something that should just come naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However if i did drink or smoke would i have ever told them about my faith or did i need the dreaded question?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-115921638692128333?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/115921638692128333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=115921638692128333&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/115921638692128333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/115921638692128333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/09/dreaded-question.html' title='The dreaded question'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-115814020711075321</id><published>2006-09-13T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T05:14:09.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/P9100066.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/320/P9100066.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEWARE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This man is currently appealing for people to leave comments on his blog. Now please do not be fooled by the some what cute plea as he is only doing this to beat me on the comments number and is purely out to gain a higher social status as the numer of comments left determines this. BE WARNED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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/27212808-115814020711075321?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/115814020711075321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=115814020711075321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/115814020711075321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/115814020711075321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/09/beware-this-man-is-currently-appealing.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-115806450559164411</id><published>2006-09-12T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T06:15:43.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a while ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/P8210073.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/320/P8210073.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's been a while since i last blogged so heres me filling you in...&lt;br /&gt;i got my alevel results and im heading of to Roehamton in 5 days time, just enough time for me to learn how to cook and work a washing machiene!&lt;br /&gt;i've travelled the world going from Colchester to Spain and then to Northern Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;i have to just mention one thing that i was introduced to while on holiday in spain and this is bull running. Now to brief you, bull running is a spanish tradition involving bulls being let loose down a narrow street while crazy spanish men run to avoid being stuck by a raging bull! Now is it me but how is this fun? i did not find any enjoyment watching an old man get struck by a bull within 2minutes of them being let loose, i just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;So now the summer is over and i'm bored, daytime tv is not good and ive worked out you can't spend 24 hours in bed so here i am. Just one more thing to comment on whilst flicking through the channels i came across a program on channel 4 called King of the Hill, now is it me but i could not understand a word of it and just sat there completly confussed. anyway....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-115806450559164411?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/115806450559164411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=115806450559164411&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/115806450559164411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/115806450559164411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-been-while.html' title='Its been a while ...'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-115419633059884003</id><published>2006-07-29T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T11:10:05.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My RANT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.channel4.com/entertainment/tv/microsites/F/fnp/alan_and_justin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.channel4.com/entertainment/tv/microsites/F/fnp/alan_and_justin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So on Thursday it was my big night out in London watching The Friday Night Project. Now i go to London lots but this was my big night out cause it was the start of my dominance on British television, i knew id get spotted and next week i'd be the guest host and then the week after they'd sack the hairy bloke and the guy with the weird voice and make it "The fantastic amazing sparkly friday night Project with Bethany Hampel". So it was all planned, i had 6 outfits planned and a timetable for getting ready,but as usual everything didnt turn out right because i LOVE MY BED!!!!!o i didnt actually stick to my timetable at all, i threw on a pair of shorts and a tshirt and left for the train, now this was the start of my downfall, my road is being fixed so there was no buses and i had to walk,when i reached the train station i was not alone i had 3 MAJASSIVE blisters on my feet, luckily i was going with new hall girls and everyone knows a new hall girl never leaves the house without at least 3 pairs of shoes,so i borrowed my friend bekkas(thanks) flip flops,so we got the train that was good,met fran which was good and after a consultation with my tube expert(thanks simmy) we got to waterloo and met Emma who had the tickets and walked to the studio,now when we got there we noticed a big queue.so gradually the queue got shorter and shorter and we got nearer the door that would lead us to hairy and numpty voice.Then it happened i had my first encounter with my new nemisis,a man in a yellow jacket and a clipboard told us we werent getting in,WHAT??i have 3 blisters,an 18 pound train ticket and an army of blog readers all waiting to hear my experiences............but still this guy said no,apparantly the story was that they had a building fault so couldnt let us all in so gave us vip tickets for another night.so we decieded to explore London we went to soho,china town and bond street,we went past a new church i tried last week and everyone said it looked posh......it made me think i wouldnt fit in there.and then back to frans where we had the best breakfast ever, we had pancakes and papaya,thanks mrs frans mum. so that was my night the next day i started to feel really ill(not due to the breakfast), i developed lumps on my head and bad neck pains and had to go to the doctor who said i was exhausted and perscribed some bedrest which i had to take,so im now having a relaxing weekend with me bloke and me grandparents.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;some movie tips...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Red Eye- could have been scarier, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saved - Funny but not side splitting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;blog soon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/27212808-115419633059884003?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/115419633059884003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=115419633059884003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/115419633059884003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/115419633059884003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-rant.html' title='My RANT'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-115399576440699623</id><published>2006-07-27T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T03:28:56.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/P7170086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/320/P7170086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So its 10am and just been woken by a ringing phone, why would people ring at such an early hour of the morning? now on holidays i really have nothing to do so the average time for getting up is around 1 in the afternoon! So here i am blogging, sorry its been such a long time but i'm now here to fill you in about whats been happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My exams are all finished and now just waiting for the results which are out on the 17th august, for me this is just as scary than doing the actual exam. Then came the leaving of New Hall and being New Hall they can't just have one goodbye doo you get a weeks worth finishing with a day of celebration which i'd like to add i've now soloed infront of Ann Widdecombe MP and His Eminence Cardinal Cormac Murphy-O'Connor (if you don't no who he is, he's one bloke down from the pope!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I then got the privilage to work on a childrens camp. The camp was for very disadvantaged children. Every member of staff was given a child of look after and you had to provide them with 24/7 care. This was something i had never even come close to doing and i was clueless on the matter and my nerves wasn't stilled when i found out all the rules and regulations that came when looking after a child, what happened if i forgot one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i feel with my child i was pushed in at the deepend, She had many health and social problems and had been seriously abused and neglected from birth. This meant i had to do everything for her including carrying her around everywhere because her legs were not strong enough as she was only fed once a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;During the week we formed a very close bond and one of the hardest things i had to do was to hand her back over to the parents, having being warned not to cry i wore the biggest sunglasses which hid the tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That week i learnt many lessons and things about myself, i am now grateful about where i come from and the family i was raised into. I am less proud as all dignity was lost carrying around nappybags as Marantha was accident prone and that i really want to work more with children now and in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yesterday i went to the motor show with my mum and dad, seriously for me it was like walking around a car park i didnt get the fasination but i did book some driving lessons on the plus. Then in the evening i went to see Katherine Jenkins with my friend Steph and i sat next to the rudest man alive, who screamed and swore at me and said he would have me thrown out for talking while the concert was on, seriously the orchestra had just started tuning, some people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So now we are back to the present, now 10.30 and contemplating going back to bed. Tonight i am going to see the Friday Night Project ironic seeing it is a Thursday! so make sure you watch it tommorow to see if you can spot me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/P7160067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/320/P7160067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me and Marantha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-115399576440699623?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/115399576440699623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=115399576440699623&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/115399576440699623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/115399576440699623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-its-10am-and-just-been-woken-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-114711227161808695</id><published>2006-05-08T10:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T11:17:51.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/indextop20051013[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/320/indextop20051013%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So this weekend was hetic! came down with a cold/ throat thing (all very gross) and what was needed was me to stay in being brought breakfast, lunch and dinner in bed, but was this the way...NOPE! i was woken at 5 in the morning to do a car boot sale selling absolute rubbish which i was sure no one would buy, however this was all in aid for my new i pod so i felt i couldnt really complain too much! so hours past and mum was driving me mad and simon ( me bloke!) turned into a cockney market seller, i was not impressed so i sat in the car waiting till it was time to go.&lt;br /&gt;The day was starting to get slowly better not only had i raised a desent amount of money toward my i pod fund but i was now in my bed and simon (me bloke!)had left for town to buy me clothes!&lt;br /&gt;At night we went to go bananas in colchester with church ppl which was fun but im sure ive dislocated my elbow- no lie it hurts!Sunday was the usual facing the dread of monday morning and having the panick of trying to finish my study, so thats it my weekend... Don't forget to read more in the life and times of Beth log on soon!&lt;br /&gt;Wow i've written a lot im impressed!&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/27212808-114711227161808695?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/114711227161808695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=114711227161808695&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/114711227161808695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/114711227161808695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-this-weekend-was-hetic-came-down_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-114676319212517690</id><published>2006-05-04T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T10:19:52.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just get with the times and follow the example of the great Beth!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/_DSC2526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/320/_DSC2526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hey so havent blogged in a while so i thought now would be a good time. So this weeks been hetic... With coursework due in on friday i decided Monday would be a good time to get started, i was never one for dwelling on something and now its thursday and glad to say its all done. If your wondering what the picture above is about for my friend Bekkas 18th we hired out a photographer and above is the result (we have lots more it isnt just one!), arnt we so pretty! So nearly the weekend and i have a double dose of go bananas going both saturday and sunday, im gonna be a pro! and kimberly my space was ssssooo two years ago, blogging is what all the kids are doing, get with the times!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-114676319212517690?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/114676319212517690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=114676319212517690&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/114676319212517690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/114676319212517690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-get-with-times-and-follow-example.html' title='Just get with the times and follow the example of the great Beth!!!'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-114642908195896164</id><published>2006-04-30T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T13:47:14.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a great prophet is not appreciated in her own time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/1600/166343/dsc00058%20%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/320/910593/dsc00058%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2872/2859/1600/112014/DSC00058.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/_DSC2465.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/P8310055.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hey no one .cause no one has looked at my blog (thanks mates!) so today is sunday,had a good weekend so far,my boy came down friday night and we just had a nice relaxing weekend,have to go to prison tomorrow and pretend i like it cause its open day (ps anyone reading this who wants to go new hall school dont do it!) and i ordered a new phone i don't know which one it is but its really cute! blog again soon! ps does anyone know how to untrain a dog to jump up onto a sofa, i'm having problems!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-114642908195896164?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/114642908195896164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=114642908195896164&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/114642908195896164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/114642908195896164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/04/great-prophet-is-not-appreciated-in.html' title='a great prophet is not appreciated in her own time...'/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27212808.post-114623627727903274</id><published>2006-04-28T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T07:57:57.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/1600/mulan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2872/2859/320/mulan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hello this is my first blog. i don't really know what it is but everyone has one (including Hiliary Duff in The Perfect Man,which i highly recommened,good film!) so i thought i'd get one too, i don't really know if i'm writing in the right box but gonna go with it!&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know me my names Beth..but it's a bit weird if your reading this if you don't know me just bear that in mind! im 18 and studing a levels which are a lot of fun at New Hall School.&lt;br /&gt;Right I think i've wrote enough now... don't really know what to do, im gonna go with this button........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27212808-114623627727903274?l=bethany-beths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/feeds/114623627727903274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27212808&amp;postID=114623627727903274&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/114623627727903274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27212808/posts/default/114623627727903274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethany-beths.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-this-is-my-first-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Bethany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17278524454758594577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
