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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2009-11-08:/</id><title>Prince Charming</title><link rel="self" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/comments/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/"/><subtitle>Is he out there? its best to read from the start. </subtitle><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-08T07:53:05+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2006-03-22:/2005/08/06/my_prince_charming/#c858332</id><title>In response to:My Prince Charming</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/08/06/my_prince_charming/#c858332"/><author><name>natalies_blog</name></author><published>2006-03-22T16:58:13+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T16:58:13+01:00</updated><content type="html">Just wanted to tell you im no more spam stan anymore, all my friends will be recieving feedback from me everyday! Well if i can!</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2006-01-16:/2005/06/01/why_4/#c561999</id><title>In response to:Why?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/01/why_4/#c561999"/><author><name>Kelle Smith</name></author><published>2006-01-16T09:20:03+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T09:20:03+01:00</updated><content type="html">I can't believe how many excuses one can come up with for a bad boyfriend.  I just read "It's called a break up cause it's broken" by Greg Behrent and his lovely wife, and I still can't believe how many excuses one can come up with to call that bad ex-boyfriend.  I am proud to say that when i am weak, I pick up that book and remember that I am a sexy fox that someone will treat the way I deserve to be treated. Thank you so much for letting a girl keep her dignity Greg. </content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-08-31:/2005/08/06/my_prince_charming/#c125335</id><title>In response to:My Prince Charming</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/08/06/my_prince_charming/#c125335"/><author><name>natalies_blog</name></author><published>2005-08-31T21:01:59+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T21:01:59+02:00</updated><content type="html">wondrn if you want 2 co-author random blog? the random blog community?</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-08-06:/2005/08/06/my_prince_charming/#c77480</id><title>In response to:My Prince Charming</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/08/06/my_prince_charming/#c77480"/><author><name>skip2468</name></author><published>2005-08-06T23:01:39+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T23:01:39+02:00</updated><content type="html">I support Tattylou's  advice all the way. Show confidence and build confidence more and more between the two of you. Be happy and keep on smiling!</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-08-06:/2005/08/06/my_prince_charming/#c77391</id><title>In response to:My Prince Charming</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/08/06/my_prince_charming/#c77391"/><author><name></name></author><published>2005-08-06T21:05:27+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T21:05:27+02:00</updated><content type="html">Tell him how you feel. The big thing in a relationship is trust and if you tell him your worries then he'll know you trust him and will understand if you sometimes seem cold around him. Try to think positive hunny, there's always light at the end of the tunnel! XxX</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-07-05:/2005/06/25/25_june_2005/#c42415</id><title>In response to:25 June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/25/25_june_2005/#c42415"/><author><name>fifthdimension</name></author><published>2005-07-05T20:37:56+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T20:37:56+02:00</updated><content type="html">Never mind. It is our mistakes that make us wiser. It is hard to get over relationships, but sometimes it is a necessity. Be strong.&lt;br&gt;
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x&lt;br&gt;
5D</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-26:/2005/06/25/25_june_2005/#c30603</id><title>In response to:25 June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/25/25_june_2005/#c30603"/><author><name>natalies_blog</name></author><published>2005-06-26T17:29:38+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T17:29:38+02:00</updated><content type="html">aww its such a shame when you tell yourself not to do something and you go and do it!!</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-26:/2005/06/25/25_june_2005/#c30535</id><title>In response to:25 June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/25/25_june_2005/#c30535"/><author><name>sleepyhead</name></author><published>2005-06-26T17:01:11+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T17:01:11+02:00</updated><content type="html">It was to JR! I had to look at him at work all day today and I just felt like hiding under my desk. Oh well, I was drunk.  Thats why I shouldnt drink!&lt;br&gt;
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xx</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-25:/2005/06/25/25_june_2005/#c29737</id><title>In response to:25 June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/25/25_june_2005/#c29737"/><author><name>ianrthorpe</name></author><published>2005-06-25T19:48:04+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T19:48:04+02:00</updated><content type="html">Tell you a secret - men love those calls, but only if they are from a total stranger. (you just assume your best mate gave your name and number for a laugh) If it was to someone you have met however, victory is yours because now he will spend the next twelve months scared stiff that some unstable female is stalking him.&lt;br&gt;
Good Blog.&lt;br&gt;
Cheers,&lt;br&gt;
Ian</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-25:/2005/06/25/25_june_2005/#c29725</id><title>In response to:25 June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/25/25_june_2005/#c29725"/><author><name>BubbleMan</name></author><published>2005-06-25T19:26:29+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T19:26:29+02:00</updated><content type="html">Oh man!&lt;br&gt;
I read your post and felt so sad! Don't struggle too hard with it though, we've all done this shit. Belive in good things and be positive and things will improve 8-)&lt;br&gt;
love n peace</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-13:/2005/06/11/11_june_2007/#c21250</id><title>In response to:11 June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/11/11_june_2007/#c21250"/><author><name>luciano_das_i_lucy</name></author><published>2005-06-13T12:29:51+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T12:29:51+02:00</updated><content type="html">this JR gy seems like a twat,but if you fall in love with someone you fall in love with them, thats that,you cant change it as much as you would like to, my last blog made me seem realy angry at jim,i know what you mean because sometimes he makes me feel so good but other times he makes me feel like shit,its just the way guys work,they cant help but be compulsive twats at teh worst times..its very annoying&lt;br&gt;
 i mean i was sleeping over at jims on friday nite which was a big deal because it was te first time i slept over there but i ended up getting fucked off shrooms and didnt see him until 10:30 the next mornig and had to drag him up to bed!&lt;br&gt;
 and when he got there he fell aleep on me,it was sweet but annoying...&lt;br&gt;
 guys!&lt;br&gt;
 take care&lt;br&gt;
lucy&lt;br&gt;
xx&lt;br&gt;
</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-09:/2005/06/08/title_6108/#c19566</id><title>In response to:title-41414</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/08/title_6108/#c19566"/><author><name>luciano_das_i_lucy</name></author><published>2005-06-09T12:27:14+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T12:27:14+02:00</updated><content type="html">a hug is given :-)</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-09:/2005/06/08/title_6108/#c19564</id><title>In response to:title-41414</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/08/title_6108/#c19564"/><author><name>luciano_das_i_lucy</name></author><published>2005-06-09T12:24:40+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T12:24:40+02:00</updated><content type="html">i got sick of the word sorry so long ago,i dont use it anymore unless i really man it and i dont listen to a person say unless they look me in the eyes and say it,i trust very few people,im glad that you happier, my lastblog was rather depressing and i dont think i will write like taht again because i read what i wrote and it wasnt nice for me either&lt;br&gt;
  have fun hunni&lt;br&gt;
 love lucy&lt;br&gt;
 xxx</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-08:/2005/06/07/title_7010/#c19276</id><title>In response to:title-40359</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/07/title_7010/#c19276"/><author><name>luciano_das_i_lucy</name></author><published>2005-06-08T20:52:38+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T20:52:38+02:00</updated><content type="html">hey,i think that missfabshoes is being insensitive, i feel like that so much,one of my biggest regrets is not recognisding my dad when he came back from australia, my mum did the dirty on him and he was practically suicidal and left us and stayed in australia a year, when he came back i was seven and had forgotton what he looked like, he came to pick me up from school one day with my mum and when he saw me he strated crying and i was curious as to who he was and he said 'dont you remember me?' he had to tell me that he was my dad,when i think about that now it makes me cry because now i love him so much,he is one of the biggest parts of my life,hes my besxt friend, but i still dwell on that memory,i still feel guilty and i still say sorry to him for it,he says that it doesnt matter anymore,but it does to me,because that memory is going to haunt me for so long&lt;br&gt;
i know how you feel and i beg you to keep these memories and regrets because they help you to be a stronger person, but please dont dwell on them&lt;br&gt;
take care&lt;br&gt;
love lucy&lt;br&gt;
xx</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-08:/2005/06/06/6_june_2005/#c19273</id><title>In response to:6 June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/06/6_june_2005/#c19273"/><author><name>luciano_das_i_lucy</name></author><published>2005-06-08T20:43:18+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T20:43:18+02:00</updated><content type="html">hey its me lucy, there is nothing wrong with trying to find love, i was searching for love for so long and just ended up with a string of twats until i found jim, if i can fing someone then you can too, love comes at the most unexpected times,you will find someone who makes your legs melt and your heart skip a beat, because i am wishing for you too,there is nothing more wonderful than just being in the presence of the guy you like, read my 'why are boys so perfect blog' its romantic and makes you feel unbelievebly happy&lt;br&gt;
i hope you find someone,thank for your lovely comment&lt;br&gt;
take care&lt;br&gt;
lucy&lt;br&gt;
xx</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-08:/2005/06/07/title_7010/#c19188</id><title>In response to:title-40359</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/07/title_7010/#c19188"/><author><name>miss-fab-shoes</name></author><published>2005-06-08T17:46:25+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T17:46:25+02:00</updated><content type="html">I've read all of your entries and the one thing that surprises me most is how much you dwell on the past. You seem like a very inteliigent young lady and I just dont understand this. If your futures out there for you then you need to look towards it. Whats in the past is done and theres not a damn thing you can do about it. Dont back away from any opportunities and grasp everyhting with both hands and hold onto it for dear life, because one day you'll look back and realise all the things you let slip by you by because you were looking over your shoulder at your past. &lt;br&gt;
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I have let so much of my life slip away because of whats if's and what could have been. Im also single and I just learn't that its my fault and no-one elses. I never put myself out there. Dont let this happen to you. &lt;br&gt;
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Move on, and quickly!!!</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-08:/2005/06/07/title_7010/#c19095</id><title>In response to:title-40359</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/07/title_7010/#c19095"/><author><name></name></author><published>2005-06-08T13:55:14+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T13:55:14+02:00</updated><content type="html">Hindsight is a wonderful thing.&lt;br&gt;
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Wish I had told my dad I loved him as he lay in a hospital bed dying. &lt;br&gt;
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Best to look forward and not dwell on regrets.&lt;br&gt;
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"Boy magnet"? --- I can see why ;-)</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-05:/2005/06/04/4_june_2005/#c17773</id><title>In response to:4 June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/04/4_june_2005/#c17773"/><author><name>sleepyhead</name></author><published>2005-06-05T18:34:21+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T18:34:21+02:00</updated><content type="html">Yes i do put a lot of pressure on myself. If you read from the start you'll see why....I'm not the most bravest person in the world.  My problem is I cant be on my own.  I hate it with a passion.  </content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-05:/2005/06/04/4_june_2005/#c17772</id><title>In response to:4 June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/04/4_june_2005/#c17772"/><author><name>Charlotte</name></author><published>2005-06-05T18:30:47+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T18:30:47+02:00</updated><content type="html">Can I just say? You put a lot of pressure on yourself when you're so young?&lt;br&gt;
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I believe people enter phases, i.e. 1. Playing the field, 2. testing a long term situation by trial &amp; error, 3. Finding the right person!&lt;br&gt;
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You're young &amp; have so much to offer. just grab it while you can! If it's not happening where you are now, if you're not happy where you are now, you're young enough to change your surroundings, i.e. move/ emigrate, travel????!!! There's loads of volunteer stuff abroad you could do, i.e. where you don't have to pay out much.&lt;br&gt;
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I'm sorry I haven't read all your entries but I hope I've said something of value.&lt;br&gt;
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Take care&lt;br&gt;
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C</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-05:/2005/06/03/3_june_2005/#c17743</id><title>In response to:3 June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/03/3_june_2005/#c17743"/><author><name>sleepyhead</name></author><published>2005-06-05T17:35:25+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T17:35:25+02:00</updated><content type="html">I thought i had found my soulmate with JE, turns out not.  He just wanted to control me. Even stopped me seeing the people i love. &lt;br&gt;
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I'm not going through a card game, im currently going through a nightmare which is never ending and i cant wake up from. &lt;br&gt;
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Im sure i will find that little bit of happiness one day!</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-05:/2005/06/04/4_june_2005/#c17557</id><title>In response to:4 June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/04/4_june_2005/#c17557"/><author><name>montontonjon</name></author><published>2005-06-05T02:57:29+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T02:57:29+02:00</updated><content type="html">Somehow I feel sure your prince will come.  But you're right- you shouldn't be a doormat.  Life is too short to be wasted in that foolishness.  But look at you!  Go out and have a good time.&lt;br&gt;
JHP</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-04:/2005/06/03/3_june_2005/#c17511</id><title>In response to:3 June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/03/3_june_2005/#c17511"/><author><name>mattdavis</name></author><published>2005-06-04T22:58:12+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T22:58:12+02:00</updated><content type="html">Follow Love and it will flee.&lt;br&gt;
Flee love and it will follow thee.&lt;br&gt;
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Love is not something that you're owed. When it really happens, it will take you by surprise. It isn't all harps and gushiness, it isn't some magazine article.&lt;br&gt;
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It will be like reversing the laws of gravity when you're at the airport with heavy bags. It will be the sudden recognition that you're with your partner. It will be quiet and absolutely final. More like being tucked up in bed than being swept off your feet.&lt;br&gt;
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Anything beneath that is lust. Lust is great. Go for it, but don't read anything deeper than that.&lt;br&gt;
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You will know when you've found a soulmate. Someone who puts a lens over you and makes you bigger, and somehow, you do the same in return.&lt;br&gt;
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All this stuff you're going through is no more than a card game. Oh, and by the way, you may have to wait another 10 years for it to really happen, so just enjoy life and don't wait for something big to happen. :-)</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-02:/2005/06/01/drama_drama_drama/#c16535</id><title>In response to:Drama Drama Drama</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/01/drama_drama_drama/#c16535"/><author><name>sleepyhead</name></author><published>2005-06-02T13:23:49+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T13:23:49+02:00</updated><content type="html">Thank you so much for that, I really needed to hear that today. I mean it, thank you. Its people like you who are remembered and loved. &lt;br&gt;
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Karen x</content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-02:/2005/06/01/drama_drama_drama/#c16407</id><title>In response to:Drama Drama Drama</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/01/drama_drama_drama/#c16407"/><author><name>arion</name></author><published>2005-06-02T00:15:23+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T00:15:23+02:00</updated><content type="html">Be Strong Karen...Be strong..&lt;br&gt;
'You cannot appreciate light if you havent been through darkness...',dear lady..&lt;br&gt;
Hold on...hold on&lt;br&gt;
Just wait and watch..your Ex will not haunt you forever...&lt;br&gt;
And indeed you will be more happy than you ever imagined...Time does wonders...and a sweet soul like you will find what your looking for......&lt;br&gt;
Godspeed..&lt;br&gt;
Arion  </content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-01:/2005/06/01/1st_june_2005/#c16182</id><title>In response to:1st June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/01/1st_june_2005/#c16182"/><author><name>sleepyhead</name></author><published>2005-06-01T15:49:44+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T15:49:44+02:00</updated><content type="html">I'm regretting ever seeing him in the first place now but cant do anything about it now! &lt;br&gt;
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To be honest, i just want his ex to leave me alone, i dont need or want the hassle.  Feels a bit uneasy seeing him at work. </content></entry><entry><id>tag:kcooke.blog.co.uk,2005-06-01:/2005/06/01/1st_june_2005/#c16180</id><title>In response to:1st June 2005</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kcooke.blog.co.uk/2005/06/01/1st_june_2005/#c16180"/><author><name>tjcoleman</name></author><published>2005-06-01T15:46:40+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T15:46:40+02:00</updated><content type="html">ha! you're right about work relationships. don't get into them. i've been trying to break up with a guy from work for a year now but the thought of the fall out is almost not worth the break up. everyone is always dying to know whether you're on or off and trying to observe your body language to each other. </content></entry></feed>
