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Heck Zib! What a loaded post! But anyway, here's what I have to say in response...

(Oh and it's 2:41am here in Wales, so forgive my insomnia-induced spellings and typos. Sue me!) (sp?)

I thought America's reactions to the Spet 11th incidents were hilarious! I don't mean the event itself, because anyone would aggree that it's probably the most tragic thing a lot of people our age have ever seen. I mean the way people were singing 'God Bless America' like a song would make it better and like America was the only country God needed to bless, like they were the only ones who were affected by it all...

The way people were so anti-arabs like anyone with brown skin was directly responsible...

The way people condemned the Middle East as if they were ALL to blame...

The inhumanitarian way the suspects are being treated in Guaca-something Bay (what's it called again?) by American soldiers...

The way people prayed and wept. (that wasn't funny, that I felt for.)

The way people with nothing to do with anyone in or about the Towers took it so personally, like it was an assult on themselves...

All these things made me kinda resent Americans. I couldn't believe how up-themselves some people were acting, you know?

And then, some things shook me to the bone. Watching the towers fall... watching people cry for the one's they'd lost there. The heroic efforts of the emergency services. The way the whol;e of USDA seemed to band together to help eachother come to terms with it all. Those things I admired.

And there's President Bush. Don't even get me started on that piss-head.... (!)

Anyway, those were just my opinions of the time... And the reason I'm saying these things is because I agree with what Elizabeth wrote; "Don't be ashamed of how you used to feel." I don't necessarily agree with the things I though back then, but that's the whole point of life. We grow, we learn, we experiencel, we move on.

Re. Chloe: I don't really know when she'll move in with dad, or if she even will. She does really want to make things work with Steve, but she recognizes his short comings and has plans in place if things don;'t go to plan.

Norwich is about 250 miles from Hampshire. It takes about 4 hrs in the car usually, or 78 on the bus (coz you have to stop in London). It's not really that far, so it shouldn't be too much of a transition, especially since all our family is based there and Chloe's group of best friends still live on the same street we used to and she's still close to them, so she'll have a wide support network around her there; something all of seem to be lacking in in Hampshire.

I don't think my mum really minds what we do to be honest. She's kinda of the opinion that once you turn 18, you shouldn't be her responsibilty anymore. That said, she'd help if we needed it and still be there for us, but she doesn't want another kid in the house which will disrupt her lifestyle. (and that's fair, coz why should she have to co-raise her daughter's child?)

I think it'll be hardest on Charles. He calls me up every week and he sounds so bored and downhearted all the time and he keeps saying at hoe no-one talks to him anymore and mum won't give him access to his bank account till the summer, so he can't afford to go out and hang with his friends in the city... Me and Charles are the talkers in our family and we've always had bedrooms next t eachother, and he says he keeps walking into my room to talk and obviously I'm not there and he feels lonely because Clo's busy with work, Steve, social life and sleeping and mum's never there much anyway. I feel bad for him!

Nope, I've never been on a road trip. It's just not something us Brits do! Road trips are3 something I always associate with young Americans who're bored during the summer! lol. Plus, I don't drive, so that would factor into why I've never been on one!

I'll have to check Safeways and see if they sell cornmeal. I've never seen it while I wander up and down the aisles, but I could ask a worker one day. Or I could see if my step-mum'll make me some at Easter!

Yeah, I was well and truly pissed off about that exam. I only 1 week left to contest the mark though, so I need to see my personal tutor ASAP! I don't have to re-take the whole class. There are 3 types of fail here: F1, F2 and F3. I got an f1, meaning I either have to do a make-up essay, or a re-take exam. With an f2, you have to do both and also it's tied in with what grades you got in the other modules as to wether you'll have enough credit to carry on to the 2nd year or not. If you get an F3, you're screwed and have to take the whole year again, right from the beginning, even if you passes all your other classes.

My tutor asked me if I had any extenuationg circumstances I'd like to tell him so I can pass the class without having to do a re-sit or anything. Like a fool I said no, but when I look back, I can think of all these things I could've said! Like Chloe being pregnant and how I skipped a week of classes to be with her. And how Peter's dad had a cancer scare. And how mum keeps yelling at me, even though I'm not even living at home anymore. And how I have 'issues' (that I don't really wish to discuss with you girls yet, but one day I will.) and some other things too. I was thinking about getting my mate to come with me as evidence/witness to my issues so I can use them as an excuse to pass, but that somehow seems like cheating, so I'll have to do things the normal way! Damn..... and damn again.

Anywey... I'm sure you don't wanna listenb to all this shite!

Love Fea. xxx