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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:bouncy-rabbit.blog.co.uk,2009-11-11:/</id><title>Ziggy's first blog</title><link rel="self" href="http://bouncy-rabbit.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bouncy-rabbit.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-11T17:18:55+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:bouncy-rabbit.blog.co.uk,2008-09-27:/2008/09/27/ziggy-s-first-blog-4785773/</id><title>Ziggy's first blog</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bouncy-rabbit.blog.co.uk/2008/09/27/ziggy-s-first-blog-4785773/"/><author><name>bouncy-rabbit</name></author><published>2008-09-27T02:01:50+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T02:01:50+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Ok, well I decided today to finally join the rest of the world and become a blogger! So let me intruduce myself to you all.. My name Is Ziggy Stardust.. you can just call me Ziggy. I live in a very small town (we only have one store) in South Gipsland. I wont say what its called, because i can garentee that no one will have heard of it. The population is a massive 10 people. ok, so theres probably a few more than that, i could have been exaggerating the slighest bit.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I should probably also add that I am a 16 year old girl. Currently doing year 10. and unlike most of my friends i LOVE school. I'm very into photography and art and most of the best times i've had are just chillin in the art room with my friends.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok so thats about me, so far, you will learn more as i go on. even though you probably dont want to (i'm not that interesting &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;) &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So at the moment, here i am. Sitting at my computer, its school holidays and i know that there is litterally a pile of homework i SHOULD be doing. But i will put it off for as long as i can. Its grand final day, a day which i dont really understand. Heaps of buffed up men, chasing a strange shaped ball, kicking it, pushing other men to the ground. I dont understand it. But the rest of my family do, and its one of those things that make me think that maybe, hopefully there is a chance than i'm adopted. They go crazy, they follow and support their team like a religion. I just think there are more important things out there. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So i'm home alone now, because my little sister has gone to a party and my dad has gone to get some food for the big Grand final party. *rolls eyes* and to be totally honest i'm feeling very bored. and maybe i think i should actually do those three advanced math chapters. trigonometry.. you gotta love it. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Its the ex's b'day coming up soon too.. we've only broken up a little while ago and i dont know whether to send him a message.. or what? The last thing i ever said to him was when we were in a massive fight and i may have called him a f&lt;strong&gt;*ing C&lt;/strong&gt;*.. or something alone those lines..:S i felt bad soon after. and we havent spoken since.. But let me assure you, he deserved it! His name is Hitler. and i will give you the low down on him soon. But hitler is actually in Vietnam at the moment, hes probably having a good time. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;ok so i gtg. but i will write soon Xxx&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ziggy
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