<?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-12192628</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:24:41.143+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Children say the darnest things</title><subtitle type='html'>Description ehhh..well read the posts and decide for yourselfs if i am insane or just one crazy child, actually thats the same thing.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12192628.post-113531083305317060</id><published>2005-12-23T14:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T15:07:13.083+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Random events are my life</title><summary type='text'>The  last couple  of weeks for me have seriously been random. But you know what I like it : )Random evenings spent driving around in either sophie or stephs car. Good times, lol.Random number one:Last week i went  to the Green Day concert, was so awesome. Kara for the first time in her life was in a mosh pit. I was so excited! The warm up bands rocked; My Chemical Romance and Jimmy Eat World. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/113531083305317060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=113531083305317060' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113531083305317060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113531083305317060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/12/random-events-are-my-life.html' title='Random events are my life'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12192628.post-113445350153095913</id><published>2005-12-13T16:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T16:58:21.566+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh</title><summary type='text'>The results have come and gone. People were either upset or happy. What can i say. This will be a very short post cos i cannot be bothered writing much about the ENTER results. Congrads to those who go above 90. Arse! But congrads to everyone who tired their hardest.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/113445350153095913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=113445350153095913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113445350153095913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113445350153095913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/12/meh.html' title='Meh'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-113392352304868012</id><published>2005-12-07T13:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T13:45:23.063+11:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST CONCERT EVER!!!!l</title><summary type='text'>Last night I was prieliged to go and see the Foo Fighters perform at Rod Laver! It was fantastic!!!!!!!! Words cannot describe how fucking awesome it was! Am I right Belinda, the money was worth the wait!!! Well that is except for the first warm up band. I can't even remember what their name was but they were really shitttt! I had absolutely no idea what they were saying, hehehe shitty group! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/113392352304868012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=113392352304868012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113392352304868012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113392352304868012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/12/best-concert-everl.html' title='BEST CONCERT EVER!!!!l'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-113167992534052520</id><published>2005-11-11T14:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T14:32:05.356+11:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM!</title><summary type='text'>It's official.....................I'M FINISHEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!I completed my last exam today, this being chemistry. I'm so happy!That it from me, suffer farial, you have two more exams.. ahaha. Yes I can be so harsh sometimes but.... I FINIHSED!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/113167992534052520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=113167992534052520' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113167992534052520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113167992534052520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/11/freedom.html' title='FREEDOM!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-113144111796151597</id><published>2005-11-08T19:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T20:11:57.976+11:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG, newsflash!</title><summary type='text'>I have recently discovered by accident that the lovely Alex O'Lachlan( below) was in the libra ad on tv. You know the one where the girl is looking all over the house looking for the stuff and all the packets are empty? Yer well remember the guy sitting on the couch playing with the kitten. Yes people, there siiting on the couch playing with the tampons is Alex O'Lachlan. Lol, I just thought I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/113144111796151597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=113144111796151597' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113144111796151597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113144111796151597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/11/omg-newsflash.html' title='OMG, newsflash!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12192628.post-113109630238413790</id><published>2005-11-04T19:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T20:33:48.280+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnny, Jack and Alex</title><summary type='text'>Exam's are nearly over, yay. My final exam, next week is Chemistry. I have exactly one week to study for the dreaded exam, however I cannot be arsed. No really, I can't. It is impossible to study for a subject that one doesn't particularly like. Why did I choose to this subject you wonder? Do not ask me, because I am still confused! Anyway, seeing as though I have a week to study, I have nothing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/113109630238413790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=113109630238413790' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113109630238413790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113109630238413790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/11/johnny-jack-and-alex.html' title='Johnny, Jack and Alex'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12192628.post-113014779375085587</id><published>2005-10-24T19:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T19:56:33.756+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Captain Pop-eye</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY Ben!!!Yes, thats right is Ben's 21st today, yay for him. Thats all I can say really, besides the fact that he is an awesome pirate and a somewhat good friend......I know that I will be killed for posting this picture but what the hell, he won't see for a while due to exams. But anywayz thats all i have to say for now. Happy Birthday!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/113014779375085587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=113014779375085587' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113014779375085587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/113014779375085587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-birthday-captain-pop-eye.html' title='Happy Birthday Captain Pop-eye'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12192628.post-112928711385386712</id><published>2005-10-14T20:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T19:52:30.120+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all over red rover!</title><summary type='text'>School is coming to an end, and I have to admitt i am getting sad. I don't want it to end and yet at the same time I am dancing around my room singing at the top of my lungs "FREEDOM!" This year, being my last year: year 12. has gone by so very quickly and I am in awe. SAC's are all over, no more assignments. The home stretch, god damn that means exams. Oh dear! The past two weeks of school have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/112928711385386712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=112928711385386712' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/112928711385386712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/112928711385386712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-all-over-red-rover.html' title='Its all over red rover!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12192628.post-112684211857462810</id><published>2005-09-16T13:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T13:41:58.580+10:00</updated><title type='text'>End of an era</title><summary type='text'>Well  Wednesday was officially the last day of unit4! Excitment! It's great cos year 12 is over, however this now means that exams are not that fare around the corner. Crap. Applying for uni courses was not my favourite thing to do. Only 4 Universities have the course that i want to do, and that sucks! The course that i am speaking of is Criminal Justice Administration. As many know i want to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/112684211857462810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=112684211857462810' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/112684211857462810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/112684211857462810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/09/end-of-era.html' title='End of an era'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-112462026892574803</id><published>2005-08-21T19:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T20:31:08.936+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The day I called it a night</title><summary type='text'>Here's some free advice: never ever go go-karting! Seriously it is a very dangerous sport! And yes, I Kara have learnt the hart way. I shall explain later on but..... Don't go go-karting! EVER!I have had a very fun filled and painful weekend. It was my friend's friends 18th birthday on Saturday, so Belinda planned and awesome surprise party at Fun City. For all those who don't know what Fun City </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/112462026892574803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=112462026892574803' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/112462026892574803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/112462026892574803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/08/day-i-called-it-night.html' title='The day I called it a night'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12192628.post-112384291315787613</id><published>2005-08-12T20:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T20:57:02.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'>80's day</title><summary type='text'>Righto. On Thursday it was 80's day. Flashback to bad hair and legwarmers. I woke up late that morning so I had to run to school in my 80's gear. I wonder what the people in the cars driving past me thought? Hey maniac on the loose, oh well at least I provided them with their morning entertainment. Go me. Anyway, arriving at school was like a flashback. The clothes were fantastic, it doesn't take</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/112384291315787613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=112384291315787613' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/112384291315787613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/112384291315787613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/08/80s-day.html' title='80&apos;s day'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12192628.post-112366863390530852</id><published>2005-08-10T19:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T20:30:35.413+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The 80's rock my socks!</title><summary type='text'>My school has finally stuck gold! No not real gold, but something even better. They have decided that the year 12 are to have an 80's/ pizza day tomorrow! Fantastic! Two of my favourite things in the whole world... well the 80's comes before the pizza always! Answay, for the past week the topic of conversation on everyones lips has been " what did they wear in the 80's?" " huh? The 80's, i wasn't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/112366863390530852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=112366863390530852' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/112366863390530852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/112366863390530852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/08/80s-rock-my-socks.html' title='The 80&apos;s rock my socks!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-112359027286385213</id><published>2005-08-09T21:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T22:27:41.750+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart is broken like my skateboard!</title><summary type='text'>As I sat staring at my computer screen reading other people’s wonderful blog’s I thought to myself “ what about me? What about my blog?” I haven’t written in mine for about a month or so. So why is it that I haven’t written in mine for ages you say? Well there’s a simple explanation for that, I could be fucked writing in it. Sorry to be rude, but it’s straight to the point and realistic. So what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/112359027286385213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=112359027286385213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/112359027286385213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/112359027286385213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-heart-is-broken-like-my-skateboard.html' title='My heart is broken like my skateboard!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-111882835901031411</id><published>2005-06-15T19:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T19:39:19.020+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, blond..... Never!</title><summary type='text'>I am blond? I really think that I should have been born a blond. For all those who know me I am sure you would agree with me. I come up with the lamest things to same usually, let me be there first to say it, but really, can someone put me out of my misery and peroxide my hair?Here are some of my blond moments:* Walking into the post office and asking the cashier "Do you sell stamps?"* Almost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/111882835901031411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=111882835901031411' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111882835901031411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111882835901031411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/06/me-blond-never.html' title='Me, blond..... Never!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12192628.post-111822881673004084</id><published>2005-06-08T20:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T21:10:00.400+10:00</updated><title type='text'>GAT- HOW I HATE THEE</title><summary type='text'>So after all that.. I wasted exactly 2 and a half hours writing and responding to stupid, utterly stupid questions. I refer to the GAT( general achievement task or test, one of the two ts). First of all I arrived in Moonee Ponds too early, and the next found myself wondering around trying to find the entrance to the Moonee Ponds Racecourse. I had no idea where I was going, and classic me, went to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/111822881673004084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=111822881673004084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111822881673004084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111822881673004084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/06/gat-how-i-hate-thee.html' title='GAT- HOW I HATE THEE'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-111813954678206593</id><published>2005-06-07T20:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T20:19:06.786+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Life its self is a mystery</title><summary type='text'>Righto. First I would like to begin by saying that in the wee hours of the morning on Sunday, the beloved family dog Cindy passed away. Very tragic.... She was so beautiful... I miss her so much. Lovely ball of fluff, she was soo cute, very tragic. Life loves to kick you right in the ass sometimes, you know.Now, finally the yr 12 mid yr exams are over, YAYAYAYAYAYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I cannot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/111813954678206593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=111813954678206593' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111813954678206593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111813954678206593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-its-self-is-mystery.html' title='Life its self is a mystery'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-111779822412917956</id><published>2005-06-03T21:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T21:30:24.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams, really  who need them?</title><summary type='text'>You know what is the worst thing in the world? No not war, even though war is a terrible things, no world hunger and not George W Bush. Me when I am sick! Oh god, I am the worst patient in the world! I a hardly ever sick, so when I am stuck down with the cold its like I am dying of some terrible tropical disease that no one can pronounce. Although I do like being waited on hand and foot by my mum</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/111779822412917956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=111779822412917956' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111779822412917956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111779822412917956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/06/exams-really-who-need-them.html' title='Exams, really  who need them?'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-111502701623269784</id><published>2005-05-02T19:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T19:43:36.233+10:00</updated><title type='text'>THE XFACTOR SUCKS!</title><summary type='text'>Up until now, it had come across my mind that the XFACTOR was ok, but now i must change my point of view. It is utter utter crap! The only reason why the three groups are still in ( for those who dont know Random, Vincent and Russel) is because the stupid female judge has the hosts for them all and so two the public! How nice, really. I mean the only group that had any serious talent was voted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/111502701623269784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=111502701623269784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111502701623269784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111502701623269784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/05/xfactor-sucks.html' title='THE XFACTOR SUCKS!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-111485525718836685</id><published>2005-04-30T19:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T20:00:57.190+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving.. gotta love it</title><summary type='text'>Recently my sister moved houses, because the bastard landlord wants to build two town houses. Meh, I can assure you that the stupid neighbours wont be happy! Yes, these are the people who tried to hit my sisters dogs over the fence twice with a broom. Bastards! I like to see what they would do if I jumped over the fence and started wacking them with a broom, somehow I don't think they would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/111485525718836685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=111485525718836685' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111485525718836685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111485525718836685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/04/moving-gotta-love-it.html' title='Moving.. gotta love it'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-111433790743780625</id><published>2005-04-24T19:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T20:18:27.440+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The city...... God have mercy</title><summary type='text'>It is a rare occasion that I find myself venturing into the city. Don't get me wrong, the city is cool and everything but there are just some reasons why I can not stand going there. Its a cool place, but there are something that just get me, things that make me want to run down swanston street screaming "freedom........ I need freedom", and the two reasons why I won't do that isa) I don't want </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/111433790743780625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=111433790743780625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111433790743780625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111433790743780625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/04/city-god-have-mercy.html' title='The city...... God have mercy'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-111373364069302031</id><published>2005-04-17T19:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T19:41:42.113+10:00</updated><title type='text'>qualitiy programming channel ten!</title><summary type='text'>I turn the television on and what is the first image that appears on the screen? Girl on Girl action, or the promise of, and even as I type the bloody ad is blaring in the back ground! Stupid bloody channel ten. Actually I take that back, not all of their chosen programs are as shit and pathetic as the OC well perhaps One Tree Hill. These two shows are what puts me off watching the quality of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/111373364069302031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=111373364069302031' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111373364069302031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111373364069302031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/04/qualitiy-programming-channel-ten.html' title='qualitiy programming channel ten!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-111357023155053994</id><published>2005-04-15T23:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T23:27:29.080+10:00</updated><title type='text'>No thank you, I do not want to learn how to become a better Christian!</title><summary type='text'>How many times do you go to check you email, eager to see the wonderful new emails that your friends have sent you to find emails such as "learn how to become a better Christian" or "how to cut your credit bill in half". I may not be the only one hear when I say will these companies ever learn that we are just not that bloody interested? Obviously not. I get flooded with emails requesting that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/111357023155053994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=111357023155053994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111357023155053994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111357023155053994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-thank-you-i-do-not-want-to-learn.html' title='No thank you, I do not want to learn how to become a better Christian!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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-12192628.post-111356518953335245</id><published>2005-04-15T14:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T19:22:44.806+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Please, kill the children</title><summary type='text'>Is it just me, or has everyone in Melbourne decided to look like Ali G and Kim from Kath and Kim. The sophistication and sheer style of the male species is beyond me. I have noticed that one of the opposite gender cannot leave the house without. These fashion accessories include the fantastic Von Dutch trucker hats, huge chains wrapped proudly around ones neck and the ever popular bum bag. I mean</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/feeds/111356518953335245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12192628&amp;postID=111356518953335245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111356518953335245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12192628/posts/default/111356518953335245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchinghour.blogspot.com/2005/04/please-kill-children.html' title='Please, kill the children'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04150480328114105672</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></feed>
