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I've been web-designing since about August 2006; it was the summer holiday and I was exceedingly bored. I had had no previous experience with Photoshop or coding layouts, but after seeing what some people could make for their personal sites I was resolute that I would someday be able to do the same. I'm still getting there though.

Story Of My Life

My name is Sarah. That's Hebrew for 'Princess' or 'Refined Lady'. It's associated with beauty (speaking without my ego here!) but also with impudence.

I'm a very passionate, opinionated 18-turning-19-year-old-soon student; currently between worlds as I've finished my A2 exams. I took Geology (AS), Geography, English Language and Literature and the pointless General Studies.

I recieved my results of A - A - B. I would just like to give a collective 'up yours' shout-out to my useless college and to all those penpushers that sent me letters throughout the year telling me that I would never do it. You have just been prawned. Now I'm even more arrogant than before!

I'm going to university.

Passions and Passion-Killers

I'm a bit of a geek. I love my computer, my Playstation, my stuffed cuddly toys, my pet goldfish and my movies. I adore pasta, Haribo, prawn chowder, the smell of rain in summer and lying in late. I love Ian the most.

I can't stand children (and they really are) that profess to being 'emo'. It winds me up. It's about as original and as trend-setting as the Crazy Frog. Quit whining. Get a job.

I have a good few topics that make me twitch to even think about; but I'll leave them out and spare you my world-famous rants.

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My Other Half

I have been seeing my gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous squee-inducing boyfriend Ian now since August 2006. He is my rock, my best friend, my confidant, my love, my other half. I never used to believe in all that 'mushy crap', but I would be lost now without him.

We come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.

S. Majere x