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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:ladybird.blog.co.uk,2009-11-10:/</id><title>look for the girl with the broken smile</title><link rel="self" href="http://ladybird.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ladybird.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-10T06:43:38+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:ladybird.blog.co.uk,2005-11-15:/2005/11/15/title~311038/</id><title>title-311038</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ladybird.blog.co.uk/2005/11/15/title~311038/"/><author><name>cowgirl</name></author><published>2005-11-15T23:12:06+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T23:12:06+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I guess I should start by introducing myself, but I just can't be bothered. Today is just one of these day when you should sneak under your bed and hide till the night has come. I'd actually love to, but I still need to translate some stuff for uni. Writing in English is so easy and the sentences just appear in my head and all I need to do is to note them down. But as soon as I need to translate from German into English my mind just goes blind. Argh. I hate that, but I guess I need to work on it. And I will right now, because I can go to bed after it and sleep and recover from my weird weekend. Tomorrow I'll have another go on introducing myself.
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