<?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-5602782754718222032</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:14:24.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma M Photography</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610914708250881051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_a8HHr2XBuiw/R8x1-Y9jFII/AAAAAAAAAAM/79LG8P35FIA/S220/n500535126_271036_550.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602782754718222032.post-8526823768324244342</id><published>2008-09-22T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T13:23:15.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Step In The Right Direction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a8HHr2XBuiw/SNf-QK34LCI/AAAAAAAAABM/aPrTuNJZ07w/s1600-h/IMG_2670+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a8HHr2XBuiw/SNf-QK34LCI/AAAAAAAAABM/aPrTuNJZ07w/s320/IMG_2670+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248943444473687074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well finally doing something for my love of photography, im going back to college only part time, and now my friend Wiggy showed me how i can use this blog for good use. I'm going to over time show you pictures that either mean something to me or just look a little impressive :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just one of my first attempts of clumber park, its picture of British weather being polite to us lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602782754718222032-8526823768324244342?l=emzi-emzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/feeds/8526823768324244342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602782754718222032&amp;postID=8526823768324244342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/8526823768324244342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/8526823768324244342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/2008/09/step-in-right-direction.html' title='Step In The Right Direction'/><author><name>Emzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610914708250881051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_a8HHr2XBuiw/R8x1-Y9jFII/AAAAAAAAAAM/79LG8P35FIA/S220/n500535126_271036_550.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a8HHr2XBuiw/SNf-QK34LCI/AAAAAAAAABM/aPrTuNJZ07w/s72-c/IMG_2670+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602782754718222032.post-8439536607176234647</id><published>2007-06-22T12:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T12:25:07.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Up In The World lol</title><content type='html'>Well lots has happened with work. I'm getting promoted, I'm going to be working with the actual dentist instead of the hygienes which is more money and more work lol. Which i don't mind and also i will be working with my friend cuz i referred her to my boss and she has the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we should be going to college together. Should be cool. Also i get on with the guy i will be working with. His name is grant and he's really easy to get on with. So it should make work more pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new news on my car, well saved the money and I'm at the stage of buying so looking everywhere for a nice ford puma. I have like this car ever since i was about 15, my days walking to school and looking at cars that go by and driving my mates escort. So I'm getting really excited, since i ain't been driving for 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just on msn talking to my mate wiggy catching up on the gossip.&lt;br /&gt;Well going now for my tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighty Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602782754718222032-8439536607176234647?l=emzi-emzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/feeds/8439536607176234647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602782754718222032&amp;postID=8439536607176234647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/8439536607176234647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/8439536607176234647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/2007/06/going-up-in-world-lol_22.html' title='Going Up In The World lol'/><author><name>Emzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610914708250881051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_a8HHr2XBuiw/R8x1-Y9jFII/AAAAAAAAAAM/79LG8P35FIA/S220/n500535126_271036_550.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602782754718222032.post-7416135432551284539</id><published>2007-06-22T12:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T12:11:48.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Up In The World lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602782754718222032-7416135432551284539?l=emzi-emzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/feeds/7416135432551284539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602782754718222032&amp;postID=7416135432551284539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/7416135432551284539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/7416135432551284539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/2007/06/going-up-in-world-lol.html' title='Going Up In The World lol'/><author><name>Emzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610914708250881051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_a8HHr2XBuiw/R8x1-Y9jFII/AAAAAAAAAAM/79LG8P35FIA/S220/n500535126_271036_550.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602782754718222032.post-3603831853487999349</id><published>2007-04-22T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T12:16:17.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Great Last Couple Of Days!</title><content type='html'>Well where do i start.... It was my Birthday on the 20Th and i had work in the morning, ( I would of booked it of but had to have a filling done so i had such a numb mouth for most of the day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.) When 2 o'clock came i was over the moon and headed round town to fine a top..... No luck what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my mother :) and waited until Martin finished work. About quarter to 3 i decided i wanted to go to Taurus ( really good tattoo shop) Cause i have confidence with my mum being there, went in with the design I've thought about for a while and was in there a while, finally came up with one i really liked, and when they asked "when i want it done" and i said "when ever" i didn't expect to hear in 5 minutes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. (which was good as it was my birthday) it hurt but no more than my others, but they are addictive. I'm really happy with the out come of my new tattoo and everyone seems to like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went back to my car and saw Hayley on the way, i decided to scare her and grab her arse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. She had no idea who it was and she didn't want to turn round, she said she all kind of things was going through her head and when she turned around she was relieved. We then got a bottle of wine each and then we went our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;I then went back to martins and then to mine to see my lovely family and open my cards and pressies (Got a card of my new friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wiggy&lt;/span&gt; too) i got a birthday cake with 20 candles on then i blew them out and made a wish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; :) Then got ready to go to Hayley's also Kev and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Greeny&lt;/span&gt; was down they booked the day off for me.&lt;br /&gt;We also decided to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pictonary&lt;/span&gt; round for a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like i wanted a Chinese so i decided i was getting one and i felt so fat but i was SO nice. Then to top it of i had a slice of my princess castle birthday cake, So tasty.&lt;br /&gt;We then started drinking and playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pictonary&lt;/span&gt; and it was hilarious no one can draw and art is my best skill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. We then all watched our house DVD and laughed about how we use to look. I got quiet drunk, ended up falling asleep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got took to martin's and used my new back door key &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe the next morning i woke up at half eight, half bloody eight on my days off. :( madness!!!&lt;br /&gt;I finally stumbled out of bed and went back to mine to have a nice hot bath and to pamper myself. I was a right picture i had my face mask on with bubbles and music. When i was done and all pruned up i finally got out and got ready to go to Lincoln with Kev and his girlfriend Sarah. I was half way through getting ready one Kev turned up we was hungry so we went to Morrison's got a sandwich and drink, We also saw Martin and told him we was nipping to fetch Sarah and then back for martin.&lt;br /&gt;At 3 o'clock we finally was on our way to Lincoln to spend my money &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; but i was limited to time as Kev and Sarah had work at 6, luckily i found a top and skirt in river island the first shop we went in. Sarah gave me confidence when i tried them on by saying i looked nice in them, so i brought them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back and dropped me and martin of at mine, i Got my stuff ready and drove to Martin's. Started to get ready and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; people where i was gonna be and when (my phone has never peeped as much). It was also the first time i was going to be meeting a friend i have made through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;maxxd&lt;/span&gt; in person, i was really nervous. I didn't have much to eat as i was running out of time and i was already late. Martin's cousin was round &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Kayleigh&lt;/span&gt; (she's lovely) she brought me a card and said she was gonna buy me a drink.&lt;br /&gt;Finally we was ready and then Hayley didn't know if she was coming out cause he boyfriend Matt was still in bed and she didn't want to walk on her own, so martins mum turned round to pick her up and i phoned her and told her to get ready we're on our way round (so she had no choice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to the barge and saw Adam my lovely friend from my old job and his boyfriend Will he also seemed nice. Sat there speaking to them and told them i was meeting a guy and i knew he was there, so i decided to text &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Wiggy&lt;/span&gt; and tell him i was upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;I was really nervous at this point, then i saw the friendly face Ive known and been chatting to for a while. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Wiggy&lt;/span&gt;, strange at first but got on well with him. I had to remember he was as nervous as me.&lt;br /&gt;After chatting for a bit i invited him in where my friends was sat, and introduced him to them. They seemed to get on nicely which made me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;In came the drinks ..... I was on vodka and coke all night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kayleigh&lt;/span&gt; and Martin brought my first few Fletch joined us for a bit but he had to go, then we went to The Maze (loads of old people) and My new found friend brought me and my friends one (bless him). Then i had a phone call of Tors (from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;kwik&lt;/span&gt; save, Good friend) and i told her where we were.&lt;br /&gt;She then came a couple of minutes later with a bag, and in the bag was a couple of pressies and card. These was of her and Adam. It was a me to you bear and mug, and a picture frame saying 'Forever Friends' (really nice). We then move to another pub and sat nicely in the corner. I saw a twat of an ex friend, i hate his guts. Anyway enough about IT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Had more drinks and i was really feeling the effects now. Its was so nice seeing everyone get on so well. My brother James rang me to see where i was to give me my card. i met him near the front door. He was with his girlfriend Marie and we chatted away (the most I've probably spoken to her) he brought me a drink then we joined the rest.&lt;br /&gt;All chatting away again, but then my brother had to go so said bye to them. Also Daley joined us and brought me a drink i can remember feeling his beard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. also telling him i didn't like his ex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this stage i was drunk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; and people wanted food so we headed for mega. Martin got a pizza and potato wedges. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Wiggy&lt;/span&gt; at this point headed home cause he had football in the morning. The rest of us walked to Hayley's and just chatted for a bit there and then we headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got into bed i thought i would be fast asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow but it wasn't and i watched the time go by. Don't think i actually got that much sleep and then i was wide awake at about quarter to 9.... i was gutted. I felt so ill, and i was in my pyjamas until about 1 o'clock and i would still be in them if martins younger bro Simon's car didn't break down. so i had to meet them and help tow them home. then Martins mum cooked us a lovely greasy fry up with everything, bacon, sausages, beans, eggs, button mushrooms, ash browns, black pudding, tomatoes and toast......So NICE. Made me feel a bit better, but then slowly i started to feel sick again....then i fell asleep cause the lack of sleep I've had. And now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; just finished my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; dinner and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna settle down for the start of a new week tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Night Night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602782754718222032-3603831853487999349?l=emzi-emzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/feeds/3603831853487999349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602782754718222032&amp;postID=3603831853487999349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/3603831853487999349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/3603831853487999349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-great-last-couple-of-days.html' title='What A Great Last Couple Of Days!'/><author><name>Emzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610914708250881051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_a8HHr2XBuiw/R8x1-Y9jFII/AAAAAAAAAAM/79LG8P35FIA/S220/n500535126_271036_550.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602782754718222032.post-5453059382371426088</id><published>2007-02-25T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T12:18:49.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first weekend off in a while!</title><content type='html'>Well its been a long week, seven full days. Now it my first weekend off in bout half a year and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; done NOTHING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. With no money and everyone busy doing other things, I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;I'm being lazy and staying in bed, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; i decide to have a nice long hot bath, getting ready for another long week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i have plans for next weekend....&lt;br /&gt;Well first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna hopefully be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;meeting&lt;/span&gt; my friends and getting the train to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;, to go SHOPPING and then to cinema to watch 'hot fuzz' which looks hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;Then i might just go drinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; done that in a while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) round &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i might get out of bed in a mo and actually do something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well talk later xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602782754718222032-5453059382371426088?l=emzi-emzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/feeds/5453059382371426088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602782754718222032&amp;postID=5453059382371426088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/5453059382371426088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/5453059382371426088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-first-weekend-of-in-while.html' title='My first weekend off in a while!'/><author><name>Emzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610914708250881051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_a8HHr2XBuiw/R8x1-Y9jFII/AAAAAAAAAAM/79LG8P35FIA/S220/n500535126_271036_550.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602782754718222032.post-7731417095704999049</id><published>2007-02-21T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T12:02:36.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job!!</title><content type='html'>Well my new job as a dental nurse is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; fine, still getting a few things wrong but only little things, nothing serious. Still feel a little bit of an outsider, you get the ones being nice because your new then you get the ones who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; talk and you feel weird around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing all my friends from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kwik&lt;/span&gt; save so much... The last three days have gone fast for me,&lt;br /&gt;I do four hours in the morning have a hours dinner (where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; walking around town like a headless chicken). Then i do another four hours. I am enjoying it, and its nice to have more hours but the people you work with make all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive actually worked 5 days now because i worked for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kwik&lt;/span&gt; save for my last weekend, and still have two more days to go at the dentist &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; shattered. Not just because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; done some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hard work&lt;/span&gt; (for once) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; but because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; suffering from the flu too. I feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;drained&lt;/span&gt;, and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also feels weird not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;living&lt;/span&gt; 2 minutes away from your work place, i now have to wake up even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;earlier&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not a morning person) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i will keep you informed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;xxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602782754718222032-7731417095704999049?l=emzi-emzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/feeds/7731417095704999049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602782754718222032&amp;postID=7731417095704999049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/7731417095704999049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/7731417095704999049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-job.html' title='New Job!!'/><author><name>Emzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610914708250881051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_a8HHr2XBuiw/R8x1-Y9jFII/AAAAAAAAAAM/79LG8P35FIA/S220/n500535126_271036_550.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602782754718222032.post-5090039842464257776</id><published>2007-02-18T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T15:12:47.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My last day :(</title><content type='html'>Well today was my last day working for kwik save it went slow but eventually came to an end. Nearly had tears in my eye's again.&lt;br /&gt;Not really done much tonight apart from worry and get ready for tomorrow, A new start in a new job. Don't know what to expect and it will most probably keep me awake all night. Thats why i decided to stay at martin's, as i normally fall asleep faster.&lt;br /&gt;I will certainly post about what i did on my first day at my new job.&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602782754718222032-5090039842464257776?l=emzi-emzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/feeds/5090039842464257776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602782754718222032&amp;postID=5090039842464257776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/5090039842464257776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/5090039842464257776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-last-day.html' title='My last day :('/><author><name>Emzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610914708250881051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_a8HHr2XBuiw/R8x1-Y9jFII/AAAAAAAAAAM/79LG8P35FIA/S220/n500535126_271036_550.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602782754718222032.post-8359637149182209</id><published>2007-02-17T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T15:18:43.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Today i went to work after a bad night sleep, but had a good day at work. I started work at 11am and did my usual jobs of counting and on the till. I got asked to make a drink (which is normal). When i came down everyone was all together, and seeing as its one of my last days working for kwik save they all surprised me with a few pressie's balloon and cards (which made me cry). Then rest of the day was quiet like normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in tonight as i'm a Little short of money, and now im drinking all my left over alcohol with my best mate and boyfriend. Talking bout any random thing that pops into our minds lol.&lt;br /&gt;Discussing our holiday and upcoming birthdays, and nights out!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602782754718222032-8359637149182209?l=emzi-emzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/feeds/8359637149182209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602782754718222032&amp;postID=8359637149182209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/8359637149182209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/8359637149182209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Emzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610914708250881051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_a8HHr2XBuiw/R8x1-Y9jFII/AAAAAAAAAAM/79LG8P35FIA/S220/n500535126_271036_550.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602782754718222032.post-6399455488240711143</id><published>2007-02-16T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T10:56:05.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Hey this is my first ever blog lol. My friend Wiggy had one so i thought i would copy lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this week has been a weird one... Went for a interview at the end of last week for a dental nurse, then got called up the next day saying i had it. (Was well shocked)&lt;br /&gt;Been into the dentist since and got my uniform a lot different to my normal red kwik save one :)&lt;br /&gt;All my family and friends are pleased for me, which makes me think I've made the right decision. Its also going to feel weird going back to college. &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to leave kwik save cuz i have made really good friends with everyone there but i need a full time job and they cant give it to me.&lt;br /&gt;Also i need the money to save up for my new car, which i plan to get around June time now... and also my holiday in august, going to turkey for two weeks.. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well dont know what else to put but i will try and keep it up to date with my exciting life lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602782754718222032-6399455488240711143?l=emzi-emzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/feeds/6399455488240711143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602782754718222032&amp;postID=6399455488240711143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/6399455488240711143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602782754718222032/posts/default/6399455488240711143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emzi-emzi.blogspot.com/2007/02/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Emzi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610914708250881051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_a8HHr2XBuiw/R8x1-Y9jFII/AAAAAAAAAAM/79LG8P35FIA/S220/n500535126_271036_550.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
