<?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-3985669</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:45:56.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>through the rose colour stain of my wine glass...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985669.post-109448487300592502</id><published>2004-09-06T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T17:03:01.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NANOPUBLISHINGblogs, RSS, online communities and reviewing=my online blog for blogging about blogging=The difference between blogs and RSSBlogs are able to be visited. You can go to a blog or use a blog to reach out to a group of people.RSS feeds come to you in a similar way that e-mail is accessed. You subscribe to an RSS feed and it "comes to you" as often as your aggregator retrieves the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/109448487300592502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=109448487300592502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109448487300592502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109448487300592502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2004/09/nanopublishingblogs-rss-online.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-109414017534907665</id><published>2004-09-02T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T23:49:35.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello...? Is anybody there...?I thought I had better get a few lines into this blog before next weeks class on blogs. I am presenting too!I have been trying to look up a few celebrity blogs to see what news is out there or to pick up on some gossip. I was trying to look for a blog belonging to Michael Jackson and stumbled upon Michael Moore's web page where he has begun blogging himself!I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/109414017534907665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=109414017534907665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109414017534907665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109414017534907665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2004/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-109273701730090526</id><published>2004-08-17T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T18:03:37.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boy do I have the best headache remedy! One Voltaren Rapid and two Chemist Own cold and flu tablets [drowsy version]. Take those right before bed and you'll wake up in the morning feeling like a million dollars.Im nearly getting into panic mode as I digress from doing some uni readings. But this Saturday I plan to catch up completely and get into the swing of things.I've been thinking about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/109273701730090526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=109273701730090526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109273701730090526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109273701730090526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2004/08/boy-do-i-have-best-headache-remedy-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-109258092402446047</id><published>2004-08-15T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T22:42:04.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have had a headache for about 5 days now. It's all because of my job and sitting in front of the computer at work with no breaks. I wonder if I can claim compensation from them?Of course it makes for an excellent excuse for my resignation letter which I plan to write soon for November.Still havent done the readings for uni. I cant see properly due to my headaches. On top of that, I need to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/109258092402446047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=109258092402446047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109258092402446047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109258092402446047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-have-had-headache-for-about-5-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-109232859598913017</id><published>2004-08-12T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T00:36:35.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Salutations.Last night I played around with my blog and decided to put a comment section at the bottom of my posts. Originally I had steered clear of comments on my blogs. This was because I never intended to receive comments on my writing. Of course, deep down, I wanted some comments...eventually. I mean, why would I write otherwise? But who did I want the comments from?When I first started </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/109232859598913017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=109232859598913017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109232859598913017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109232859598913017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2004/08/salutations.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-109223478283611300</id><published>2004-08-11T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T22:34:35.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really should be doing some readings for my classes... Every year - infact, every semester - I make a promise to myself that I will do my readings weekly to keep up with the rest of the class. I used to feel really guilty for spending time online when I should be studying, but look at me! I can do my work online and not feel so bad after all!So what has happened today? It rained - which was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/109223478283611300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=109223478283611300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109223478283611300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109223478283611300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-really-should-be-doing-some-readings.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-109215190026891520</id><published>2004-08-10T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T23:39:41.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well hello hello!Today was Tuesday again, and I had classes at uni as well as having to head off to work in the middle of the day. Im living "la vida loca" - the crazy life - as Ricky Martin would put it. Oh how a blog can be incomplete until there is a quote from Ricky Martin!So here I am writing for the sake of writing. I know I should really write more often in my cyber space - only it's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/109215190026891520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=109215190026891520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109215190026891520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109215190026891520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2004/08/well-hello-hello-today-was-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-109152777298264452</id><published>2004-08-04T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T18:43:14.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welcome one and all to my ressurected online banter... I have blown off the cyber dust and replaced it with a potential university diploma - not a bad trade off when you come to think of it.So... I'm sitting in this class blogging and basically buying time until I got home and get my head around why I am back at uni after what I like to refer to as "not enough time away from the place".I know</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/109152777298264452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=109152777298264452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109152777298264452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/109152777298264452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2004/08/welcome-one-and-all-to-my-ressurected.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-107581915492318449</id><published>2004-02-03T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T23:36:16.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greetings and SalutationsAm I supposed to "welcome" in my blog? Hmmm. Interesting question.So things are going ok. Been applying for jobs and getting offered the wrong ones - accepting the wrong ones and impatiently waiting to hear about the right ones.I like the idea of not working - I like the idea of working for fun. The thing on my mind is how to incorporate each. Working for fun so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/107581915492318449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/107581915492318449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2004/02/greetings-and-salutations-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985669.post-107348454019428833</id><published>2004-01-07T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T22:14:32.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...more recently 2003/2004Hey! Welcome again to my blog. My secret online *available* splattering of all things that have been happening in my world.This week marks 8 months that Vince and I have been together in a fantastic, loving relationship. I never thought that I would have such a relationship - but in my blog before this one - in may - I wrote that "when I wake they will be waiting"...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/107348454019428833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=107348454019428833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/107348454019428833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/107348454019428833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2004/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-107348310793582437</id><published>2004-01-07T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T21:46:48.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The things I would have written in here had I not felt so guilty for being online in my final year of uni...26 April 2003At the moment I am attempting to study for an exam which I have on Monday evening. It's Saturday night and I should be out partying or something - but I dont know what's come over me lately. I'm a real home body.Patrick wanted to come over this weekend, but he wont come </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/107348310793582437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=107348310793582437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/107348310793582437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/107348310793582437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2004/01/things-i-would-have-written-in-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-89599866</id><published>2003-02-23T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T23:18:04.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So its pretty late [2157] on a Sunday night in Perth the *city of lights* and I am in serious need of a good kick for making my phone bill higher than Centerpoint Tower.Last night I was smsd about Sydney and how I liked it. I liked it. And I hated it simultaneously, if that is possible. I loved the way that the city's people ran like clockwork to the pulse of the crosswalk... How from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/89599866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=89599866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/89599866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/89599866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2003/02/so-its-pretty-late-2157-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-87724965</id><published>2003-01-20T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T20:48:18.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I'm being loved. Or I'm in the process of being loved. Does that mean all my friends are welcome to invade that aspect of my life?I feel like everything is moving on without me. So what if I'm unsure of how to handle this externality? Can we not give me some credit for breaking out of the circle? Can we not see how hard it is for me to break free from the invisible emotion that doesnt allow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/87724965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=87724965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/87724965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/87724965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2003/01/so-im-being-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-87348080</id><published>2003-01-13T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T19:29:41.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It has been days...weeks even since I last invaded cyber space.So things are a little better now. I'm being loved.I'm also having my 4xwisdom teeth removed on Wednesday. I'm really tired and lethargic already, let alone once I have my teeth out.Still organising my plans for Sydney such as what I'm gonna do once I'm actually there...Can't wait to get out of here for a bit. I like the idea </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/87348080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=87348080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/87348080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/87348080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2003/01/it-has-been-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-86784326</id><published>2003-01-01T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-01-01T20:33:26.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Year. It was looking happy, but now I'm not so sure.I celebrated it at Paul's, then in Northbridge, all followed by a 6 person spa. That part was nice.Then today my mother calls me on my phone "come home and put the furniture back into your room...". Sure. Happy New Year mum.On top of that, I have an inflamed wisdom tooth - which no doubt is the reason I dont have any wisdom at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/86784326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=86784326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/86784326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/86784326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2003/01/new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-86544106</id><published>2002-12-26T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-26T17:43:51.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas is over once again.Today is Pete's 20th birthday!!It's stinking hot and I've eaten too much chocolate. Combined, this could lead to a diabetic coma even though I'm not a diabetic. However, given the circumstances, I could turn into a diabetic if fate does a runner on me.So Father Christmas was a little light this year. Quite literally I received two pressies that were lights in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/86544106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=86544106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/86544106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/86544106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/christmas-is-over-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-86431708</id><published>2002-12-23T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-23T19:45:47.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eventually the tables would turn.What a week. I haven't been able to scratch myself [and I enjoy the occasional scratch]... time is flying by and Christmas is creeping up and New Year celebrations are becoming the talk amongst the young at heart.I feel mean this week. I've been in a nasty mood at times. I've been selfish and I feel not too good about it.My Christmas wish list:I wish for..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/86431708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=86431708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/86431708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/86431708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/eventually-tables-would-turn.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-86031864</id><published>2002-12-15T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-15T23:47:34.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here me is...I knew eventually that I'd get slack with writing here every day. Mostly I havent written because Ive been so busy... Ive been caught in the midst of a popularity week - where everyone wants me and my smiling face!Just got home from what was *hopefully* the last big Christmas get together dinner until Christmas day. Come Christmas Day I wont need any more dinner...FINALLY </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/86031864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=86031864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/86031864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/86031864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/here-me-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-85894977</id><published>2002-12-12T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T22:48:13.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh Im so sleepy...Just did a small spot of Christmas shopping for K, Ange, Mum and Dad. Still got Peter, Alex and Deanna to go. And me..cos I saw exactly what I want from Father Christmas!!!I feel like curling up in a little ball and sleeping for 12 hours totally undisturbed. What's more, I need a visit to the physio to cure my headaches and sore neck - which is no doubt the reason I'm not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/85894977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=85894977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85894977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85894977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/oh-im-so-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-85841145</id><published>2002-12-11T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T23:34:19.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok here are my semester 2 results for 2002Law (PR) 58%Business Communication 65%Public Relations 70%Tourism Management 71%Overall, Im not impressed. Call me crazy, call me a high achiever [and I will answer] but these marks suck.Not Happy Jan. Not Happy AT ALL.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/85841145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=85841145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85841145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85841145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/ok-here-are-my-semester-2-results-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-85837679</id><published>2002-12-11T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T22:11:17.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just having a discussion about boyfriends and girlfriends.Why do we bother with the heartache? How do we ever know if the one we love today is the one we will love tomorrow? If the one we marry today will be celebrating a ten year anniversary of marriage with us in years to come?People change so much, and things happen that put spanners in the works. After all, I have been known to corrupt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/85837679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=85837679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85837679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85837679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/just-having-discussion-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-85781312</id><published>2002-12-10T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-10T21:49:04.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I did sweet F all today. Sat around at home, watched some tv, ate a late lunch and cooked an even later dinner.It's a little noisy here at the moment - as my mother zooms around with the vacuum cleaner and disconnects me from the internet. The washing machine hums and the tv talks to itself in the background. I woke myself up in my sleep last night... something like "this just doesnt make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/85781312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=85781312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85781312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85781312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/i-did-sweet-f-all-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-85721118</id><published>2002-12-09T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-10T21:22:18.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im holding up pretty well for only 6 hours sleep. It's my own fault, because I drank [vanilla] coke and southern comfort about two hours before I went to bed.Looks like I'm gonna be really rich soon! Not quite sure what to do about becoming famous though. Hmmm. I could join a circus - but I'm not too keen on the idea of a trapeze.Today saw me with a smile on my face all day. I spose it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/85721118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=85721118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85721118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85721118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/im-holding-up-pretty-well-for-only-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-85682580</id><published>2002-12-09T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-09T00:36:16.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summer is all so lovely and also lovely.I had a BBQ dinner for all my friends tonight. It was great to have them all in the one place at one time.I was a little peeved off when my supposed best friend said she was coming, and then smsd me later in the night to say that she wasnt coming - but was out wih her "boyfriend". Geez. What happened to the "mates before dates" scenario?And that gets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/85682580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=85682580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85682580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85682580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/summer-is-all-so-lovely-and-also.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-85629033</id><published>2002-12-07T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-07T14:22:06.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where was I the first day I saw your lovely face?Saturday today. Im buggered from my nice 20 hour working week. "Ah that's nothing!" you say. Well, you try standing for every minute of that 20 hours and then come and let me know how you're feeling...Last night was our work party at Ascot. The food and the free - really nice - red wine was the high point..too bad I had to work this morning.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/85629033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=85629033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85629033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85629033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/where-was-i-first-day-i-saw-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-85532757</id><published>2002-12-05T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T19:51:43.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thursday Shmursday. Already!Im holding a Chirstmas party for my friends only I totally forgot that it was this Sunday! Sheesh. Hmm I need to start taking my vitamins again!Went to work today. Didn't sell any condoms. Sold many drugs though. Got talking with a customer about how none of her family love her anymore, and that because of that she is depressed and putting on weight. What can I do?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/85532757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=85532757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85532757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85532757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/thursday-shmursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-85481109</id><published>2002-12-04T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-04T21:52:50.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welcome to my Wednesday Blog!Today I continued with the itty bitty jobs that needed to be done in my humble abode. Did some laundry, and began to sort out all the photographs that I have accrued over the past ten or so years...We had a solar eclipse today, apparantly. I didnt see it.Was just watching this programme on the television called The Bachelor. What a crock of crappola. As if it is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/85481109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=85481109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85481109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85481109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/welcome-to-my-wednesday-blog-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-85428883</id><published>2002-12-03T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-04T00:24:50.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am back... third time lucky... Today I'm picking a blog from my head - ahhhh something along the lines of getting all those little things done that have been sitting there for ages. Today was my "do all the little boring nasty jobs" day. I went to the bank and as a result cut up my VISA card! Finally. That was liberating in itself. Got the annoying spokey-dokey noise remedied from my car - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/85428883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=85428883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85428883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85428883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-85375894</id><published>2002-12-02T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T21:53:51.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here me is again.A funny thing happened on the way to the Forum... [I think Gershwin said that]And right he was. Funny things have been happening lately. Funny-strange things that make me think - where have I been hiding for the past few months? Went out on Saturday night with my lovely cousin Lou. We decided we'd have a great night out and see what happens. So there we were minding our own </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/85375894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=85375894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85375894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85375894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/12/here-me-is-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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-3985669.post-85287292</id><published>2002-11-30T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2002-11-30T16:14:14.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me. Here I am. I am the luckiest.It was inevitable that sooner or later I'd catch onto this "cyber-publishing-whats-in-my-head". It's great really and I think I'm going to become addicted to this.A little snippet about me. I love books. I love music. I love intriguing people...mysterious people. I love brown eyes and untamed hair. I dont eat McDonalds. I dont buy products tested on animals. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/feeds/85287292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985669&amp;postID=85287292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85287292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985669/posts/default/85287292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosecoloured.blogspot.com/2002/11/me.html' title=''/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716290468770024301</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></feed>
