<?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-2081369755575668754</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:11:45.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid-morning munchies.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2081369755575668754/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2081369755575668754.post-1032641002423151973</id><published>2007-11-29T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T06:21:43.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am grateful for this day; time alone after several days of slaving over my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cinephilia &lt;/span&gt;essay. Stayed up till 6am yesterday morning to site, rephrase and tweak - i'm so thankful that it's all done and dusted now and that i have the rest of today, Friday and the weekend to look forward to. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mum's birthday yesterday and we got her a Thornton's chocolate cake which, thanks to the 8-degree weather, i was able to hide in my room. We put tealights around it, turned off all the lights and waited for her to come out of the shower. We're not the most sentimental bunch of Berries and we don't normally celebrate birthdays but i think it's about time we should- no reason why new-old traditions can't evolve. Plus, celebrating a birthday is like giving thanks to God; the very fact that we're ALIVE is a testimony, He put this breath in our bodies. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2081369755575668754-1032641002423151973?l=scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com/feeds/1032641002423151973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2081369755575668754&amp;postID=1032641002423151973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2081369755575668754/posts/default/1032641002423151973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2081369755575668754/posts/default/1032641002423151973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-grateful-for-this-day-time-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-2081369755575668754.post-8242642079936429820</id><published>2007-11-14T01:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T01:36:23.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update update update!</title><content type='html'>just a quick update before i run off to get ready for another day of opinionated meetings in college-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally got a haircut! yayy. A traveling hairdresser went to a family friends' place so we trooped across LDN to have our manes trimmed for an amazing £10! She was really good too- very careful and didn't thin my ends out so my hair looks healthy- for once. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been a major reshuffle in our project groups in school and i'm enjoying working with this group alot more. The project itself is plenty more fun anyway, but this group (aptly called "the monkeys") definitely clicks better. We have a studio shoot tomorrow and i bagzeed role of VT (Video Technician)... simply because i want to polish my skills at using the mixer. I really hope i don't mess up during our takes. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's cell group tonight and i'm playing the guitar for worship... surprisingly. I don't even know why i volunteered- i know i'll panic later on and curse myself for getting into this situation. Noone else plays the guitar during cell and the 5-or-so of us either sing without music or with the help of a CD! It doesn't really work for me, i hope the use of my guitar today will help the people worship more. Tho i think i'll make so many mistakes it'll distract them. :( nooooo. must have faith. God will play the guitar through me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i better go now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2081369755575668754-8242642079936429820?l=scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com/feeds/8242642079936429820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2081369755575668754&amp;postID=8242642079936429820' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2081369755575668754/posts/default/8242642079936429820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2081369755575668754/posts/default/8242642079936429820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com/2007/11/update-update-update.html' title='update update update!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-2081369755575668754.post-6648981377293026791</id><published>2007-11-06T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T02:52:18.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random bran</title><content type='html'>This morning i emptied the last bits of my bran flakes into a bowl. All the bran-dust had settled to the bottom of the box so when i added soya it soaked up and became this porridge-y sludge... AND it was quite yummy... in a healthy... wholesome sort of way. i think i've found a new incentive to finish off my next box of bran quickly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm done with breakfast now- had a long, quiet one- and i'm sitting in bed padding this out. Before you shout HEDONIST!, know that i finished off a write up before breakfast and I have to drag myself to school later to hand it up. THEN i become a hedon because i'm going to chinatown for lunch with Ben and JC. grin. Such is University life. It doesn't feel real- i'm doing too little. I plan to do plenty of reading this weekend to catch up.. and i'm gonna spend the Dec hols glued to my settee watching classic after classic just so i know what they're talking about when they mention &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fassbinder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. In all honesty, university's been quite lonely. I keep reminding myself that ive only been there 2 months and that i'll probably find a bunch of people i click with eventually. I sound pathetic don't i? I wish i was more like josh- it seems like he doesn't mind whether he has a group he's thick with or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2081369755575668754-6648981377293026791?l=scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com/feeds/6648981377293026791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2081369755575668754&amp;postID=6648981377293026791' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2081369755575668754/posts/default/6648981377293026791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2081369755575668754/posts/default/6648981377293026791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-bran.html' title='random bran'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-2081369755575668754.post-498725155432802337</id><published>2007-11-04T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:57:52.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the love of chocolate...</title><content type='html'>me and my brother are going to join a gym tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2081369755575668754-498725155432802337?l=scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com/feeds/498725155432802337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2081369755575668754&amp;postID=498725155432802337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2081369755575668754/posts/default/498725155432802337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2081369755575668754/posts/default/498725155432802337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-love-of-chocolate.html' title='for the love of chocolate...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-2081369755575668754.post-4292526818786416491</id><published>2007-11-02T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:18:21.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chan-deer.</title><content type='html'>gah. so here i am with my first blog post on scrummyhunnyoat. Sounds stupid doesn't it- scrummyhunnyoat. Sounds kiddy and definitely the type of thing i'd get fed up with after a while. I came up with the domain name and title for this blog when i was having a fit of cereal craving so don't mind me. (: Let's see how long it'll stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. There's not much i can see on my radar except for the fact that i'm running abit of a fever which is extremely, extremely rare. Mum force-fed me two radio active looking lemsip pills and now i feel REALLY out of it... might start hallucinating soon. But i've got mint hot chocolate- my comfort in a cup. It's in abit of a tall mug tho and cos it's dim i can't really see how much i have left but I don't want to hold it up to the light to check cos i know i'll be half devastated when i find that i don't have much left. *breathes. And no i can't have another cup cos i had a chocolate craving today and ate a truck load of chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate's fascinating- have a tiny piece and it's like a light comes on in your brain. Have another bit and more lights come on and more and more until you've got a jolly chandelier shedding light out through your eyes and ears as well. Then there's a rustling of empty wrapper and you think "what have i doneeee?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going for a walk tomorrow to make up for it. That is, if i'm well enough to get up early. I'm not being wimpy- i really am feeling awful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2081369755575668754-4292526818786416491?l=scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com/feeds/4292526818786416491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2081369755575668754&amp;postID=4292526818786416491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2081369755575668754/posts/default/4292526818786416491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2081369755575668754/posts/default/4292526818786416491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrummyhunnyoat.blogspot.com/2007/11/chan-deer.html' title='chan-deer.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>
