<?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-3252172488482853802</id><updated>2012-02-07T18:49:21.016Z</updated><category term='Save the dhttp://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6bI91XMJWGg/TlivKtDAzlI/AAAAAAAAAT4/UdJjZMhdzck/s1600/001%2Binvite%2B%25281%2529.jpgate'/><category term='Stress'/><category term='normality'/><category term='graduate'/><category term='Southampton'/><category term='Blog Renewel'/><category term='ok'/><category term='Renaissance'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='Driving'/><category term='Weddings'/><title type='text'>Emilys nutshell</title><subtitle type='html'>Following the life of a twenty-something Brit, who has a love/hate relationship with France and the UK. (Also one of those annoying bloggers that has changed her blog about 3 times..formerly Cornishfrog and Backinthegroove.)

For the past blog: The link to Back in the groove is in the blogroll.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-527928813147496820</id><published>2011-10-11T21:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T21:10:04.387+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><title type='text'>Venues</title><content type='html'>My Save the Dates were successful! However all the information I sent with them is now completely useless. Our first venue was a noooo when&amp;nbsp;Le&amp;nbsp;patron was super odd. Our second venue decided to close down..luckily no money had been paid....we still have 11 months to go but I need as much&amp;nbsp;accommodation&amp;nbsp;to be near the venue as possible easier said then done in dark central Brittany. Finding a restau or salle is fine, one with suitable&amp;nbsp;accommodation&amp;nbsp;for a mix of rowdy&amp;nbsp;Brits,&amp;nbsp;Scots, Yanks and Franks is a different matter...within walking distance..as taxis don't&amp;nbsp;exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....my invites look nice though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-527928813147496820?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/527928813147496820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=527928813147496820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/527928813147496820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/527928813147496820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2011/10/venues.html' title='Venues'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-6916500649826816151</id><published>2011-08-27T09:26:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T09:51:58.735+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Save the dhttp://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6bI91XMJWGg/TlivKtDAzlI/AAAAAAAAAT4/UdJjZMhdzck/s1600/001%2Binvite%2B%25281%2529.jpgate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><title type='text'>I'm cheap.....Save the date</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HpQUCZxCzXY/TlivrA-ODRI/AAAAAAAAAUA/V3-vDUirSzA/s1600/il_fullxfull.58711305.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HpQUCZxCzXY/TlivrA-ODRI/AAAAAAAAAUA/V3-vDUirSzA/s320/il_fullxfull.58711305.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645455286439120146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It is not a secret that Mark and I at this point in time are poor, possibly as poor as church mice. Weddings and lack of money don't go hand in hand, well Emily and inexpensive weddings don't go  together to be honest. We are lucky that we will get some help from my parents but I can already feel the panic set in. You know its going to be hard when the Save the Dates make you have a cold sweat. However phase one on how to have (hopefully) the wedding of your dreams for NO money is to find a printing website such as Truprint or Jessops. These websites normally have a incentive to join ie 20 free photographs on first purchase...Some of them even do free delivery! I found a template that I really like online and customized it and then uploaded it to one of these websites. Yes it is on photo paper... however I think they are slightly unusual and very cute (I'm biased!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " &gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6bI91XMJWGg/TlivKtDAzlI/AAAAAAAAAT4/UdJjZMhdzck/s320/001%2Binvite%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645454731334700626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I do think you have to be willing to trawl the internet, Mark was impressed with my creativity... (what else does he expect from the women he is going to get hitched to!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-6916500649826816151?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6916500649826816151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=6916500649826816151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/6916500649826816151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/6916500649826816151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-cheapsave-date.html' title='I&apos;m cheap.....Save the date'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HpQUCZxCzXY/TlivrA-ODRI/AAAAAAAAAUA/V3-vDUirSzA/s72-c/il_fullxfull.58711305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-182458197482425463</id><published>2011-07-07T20:38:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T21:03:23.310+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southampton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Renewel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Driving'/><title type='text'>2 years older</title><content type='html'>It is July 7th 2011, I haven't 'blogged' in over 2 years. Where did the time go? I spent a year training to be a teacher and failed miserably at first at finding any type of work after finishing. I think I am on a upward work spiral......Maybe? Mark lost his job and is now retraining to become a Mental Health Nurse. This meant we had to move 4 hours 'up' the country to Southampton, something I am still not that impressed with and miss 'home' like crazy....although getting to used to not having a life is getting easier. Seriously I definitely don't &amp;lt;3 Southampton, It gave me my first points on my Driving License (GAH).&lt;div&gt; I (I mean we) got engaged last October...shiney ring, big white dresses, bridesmaids dresses, BIG BILLS.I &amp;lt;3 the idea of weddings, the organisation part not so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am firmly in my Twenties now which isn't as bad as I thought it was going to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think weddings, jobs and Southampton are my new focal points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-182458197482425463?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/182458197482425463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=182458197482425463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/182458197482425463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/182458197482425463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2011/07/2-years-older.html' title='2 years older'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-2235196937142821383</id><published>2009-04-20T18:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:24:22.361+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back..for good??</title><content type='html'>Goodness me I haven't posted in a while. I had the urge to blog today, so here I am. It has been a busy couple of months, I am now coming towards the end of my teacher training year. This year has been so hard in terms of work and sheer exhaustion. I love it more and more everyday but I also get blue about how hard I work, the tiredness catches up with me to often. I have been spending more time with my friend C, she has had a difficult couple of years but life seems to be so much easier for her now. Clouds of depression are hard to deal with, I realise how lucky I am to be happy and to have a lovely boyfriend and one day a career. Though I need to remind myself sometimes. I am to be one of her bridesmaids in June, which is very exciting! I graduate the day before, so double celebrations. My one niggle is the fear of being unemployed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;, with this awful credit crunch, jobs are scarce and hard to come by. I have grown up in the last few months, which scares me. Not all the time, the ridiculousness which is me still bubbles up occasionally, but I seem to say wise things and seem to be Agony aunt for most of my friends problems. I have no idea really, I have been with mark such a long time I don't remember &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;singledom&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't like it, but who does when you are in your teens?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-2235196937142821383?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2235196937142821383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=2235196937142821383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/2235196937142821383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/2235196937142821383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2009/04/backfor-good.html' title='Back..for good??'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-7196630583692444329</id><published>2008-12-07T18:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:56:59.084Z</updated><title type='text'>The time has come......</title><content type='html'>I thinks it is most obvious that I seem to have blogged less and less. I seem to lack any motivation to do it, so I think for the time being I will not be posting. My life is hectic and my job difficult and takes up my life, and due to the nature of it I wouldn't feel comfortable writing about it on here. I want to say thank you to everyone that has read this blog and has been supportive, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; in the past year which hasn't been the most easiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes for 2009 xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-7196630583692444329?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7196630583692444329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=7196630583692444329' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7196630583692444329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7196630583692444329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-has-come.html' title='The time has come......'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-7156422385204022946</id><published>2008-11-19T17:09:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:23:12.294Z</updated><title type='text'>sporadic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SSRLQswu3nI/AAAAAAAAAP0/eGV7er52Hvc/s1600-h/100_1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270420214195871346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SSRLQswu3nI/AAAAAAAAAP0/eGV7er52Hvc/s320/100_1726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another quickie post...Since I last posted, I've been slightly run ragged. We've basically settled into our new flat, the bedroom is a bit of a hidey hole for half unpacked boxes, but everywhere else is sorted, kind of. I keep meaning to take pictures, but haven't. I will get down to it..soon I have friends and family after a sneaky peek. I started at my placement, and its ok. I may LJ about it, as blogger isn't really personal enough . Ooh this past weekend I went to see Donovan Frankenreiter play live (Jack Johnsons pal), and it was fab. brb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-7156422385204022946?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7156422385204022946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=7156422385204022946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7156422385204022946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7156422385204022946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/11/sporadic.html' title='sporadic'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SSRLQswu3nI/AAAAAAAAAP0/eGV7er52Hvc/s72-c/100_1726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-5516613870052992244</id><published>2008-10-26T11:51:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:03:41.775Z</updated><title type='text'>Sunday update</title><content type='html'>I've been out of limbo for the last couple of weeks. I started my placement and am kinda enjoying it, although with my 2 and half hour commute (1 way) to uni for half the week and working the for other half, I've been rolling home completely knackered and not getting any outside work done. This week, I'm on half term so hopefully I will get most of the things that I've pushed to one side done.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, we've moved in to our new flat which is lovely (pics to come soon), but although we've been in for 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; weeks, we're not totally unpacked (another one of my jobs that needs to be done!).  Anyway, I'm expected to produce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; lunch for M's family, so I better get a move on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-5516613870052992244?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5516613870052992244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=5516613870052992244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/5516613870052992244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/5516613870052992244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday-update.html' title='Sunday update'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-3197051020293344496</id><published>2008-10-03T15:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:35:13.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>quik</title><content type='html'>This week has been much more steady, guess I'm getting in to a routine. However, this routine will be out the window by next friday, because we're moving!! Yes, we have a flat and we pick up the keys on thursday. Which is cool! Next week is also the start of one of my teaching placements, so thursday as well as picking up keys and starting on the moving of our items, this is my first day as well....eek!! stayed tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-3197051020293344496?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3197051020293344496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=3197051020293344496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/3197051020293344496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/3197051020293344496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/10/quik.html' title='quik'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-3590176009657999032</id><published>2008-09-27T22:39:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T22:50:14.771+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lodging</title><content type='html'>News: We may (possibly....who knows) have a new flat...however due to our bad luck with flats this may not happen at all. Basically, we have seen 7 flats, one we had but had to pull out of, others were complete dumps and the last one they refused to let us have it due to me being a student (Oh yeah, seeing as I'm a post-grad training to be a teacher...I'm dangerous). Anyway, our maybe new flat is subject to credit referencing or if that fails a guarantor check. This flat is gorgeous with a bay window and huge kitchen/living room and decent sized bedroom. We are basically guaranteed it...we have already paid application fee money and they have told us its off the market, they need it occupied due to it have been available for quite a while (apparently due to people not turning up but I think due to the price before it was dropped)...so here's to hoping we will finally have a home....with room for a goldfish( Crap, this isn't a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; pregnant hint, more of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not allowed a cat so i may get a goldfish).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-3590176009657999032?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3590176009657999032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=3590176009657999032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/3590176009657999032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/3590176009657999032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/09/lodging.html' title='Lodging'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-240120372643638166</id><published>2008-09-20T11:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T11:53:56.290+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Miss.</title><content type='html'>So I've started my teacher training and it is alot scarier then I thought it would be. Altogether there are about 25 of us with about 8 brits. The rest being Spanish or French. It is alot of work and it gives us credits toward a Masters which means it is harder then anything else we've ever done. However, I'm really really it enjoying for the moment. iIn a week and a half I get my first placement..so in my eyes the first step to getting qualified teacher status. My only real downfall is that I'm leaving home at 7 in the morning and am not returning to half 8 at night due to a 2 and a half hour commute by train...but this will stop soon (hopefully).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images-cdn01.associatedcontent.com/image/A1419/141952/300_141952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images-cdn01.associatedcontent.com/image/A1419/141952/300_141952.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just wanted to say Good Luck and Congratulations to &lt;a href="http://www.judithjane.net/"&gt;Judy&lt;/a&gt; and her new hubbie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture from:http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/371174/irish_wedding_traditions.html?cat=7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-240120372643638166?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/240120372643638166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=240120372643638166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/240120372643638166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/240120372643638166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/09/almost-miss.html' title='Almost Miss.'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-4250599584121076577</id><published>2008-09-10T16:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:26:54.785+01:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i.dell.com/resize.aspx/vostronb_1000_overhead_standard_ss_500/149"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i.dell.com/resize.aspx/vostronb_1000_overhead_standard_ss_500/149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally finished work on saturday, after another mammoth shift, unfortunately I had been really unwell so I had to bow out early of my leaving do...Stayed for the steak and then went back to bed...I know a good time! Unfortunately, I seem to have passed my bug to Mark and my friend...so they now have to deal with it. With one day off after 4 months of 12 hour shifts, I have started my PGCE. This week I am observing in a Primary School, which has been hilarious. Really enjoyable, however I'm glad I'm going to be teaching in Secondary. One kid came up to me and said Miss you have biiiiiiiiiig sleeves..lol. I don't think at 7, she realises it is in the name of fashion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have a new laptop, given to me free from my university..meet Bert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-4250599584121076577?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4250599584121076577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=4250599584121076577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/4250599584121076577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/4250599584121076577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/09/quick-update.html' title='quick update'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-8256621090424327104</id><published>2008-09-03T16:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T16:47:03.029+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been sick all day, yuck. I woke up, feeling like i had swallowed sandpaper and not enthusiastic about going to work. After several failed attempts of trying to reach my boss, i had to go in and open up...5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; after arriving I was trying not to throw up and trying to hold myself together (lack of energy). She finally rang me back, and had plans so was unable to come in so I had to wait till 12 until one of the other girls came in.. I then went home  and l(D)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ied&lt;/span&gt; on the sofa, watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shrek&lt;/span&gt; 3 and eating chicken soup...(which unfortunately disagreed with me..yuck)..I now have cheeks that are burning up..apparently this is all due to being over tired. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GAH&lt;/span&gt;...I thought I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;leprosy&lt;/span&gt; or something.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day on Sat..woo x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-8256621090424327104?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8256621090424327104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=8256621090424327104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8256621090424327104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8256621090424327104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-been-sick-all-day-yuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-1279136955646458710</id><published>2008-08-31T17:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:49:08.218+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SLrLZafCIXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/v_6z59PR-Mk/s1600-h/100_1536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SLrLZafCIXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/v_6z59PR-Mk/s320/100_1536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240724753865646450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another lazy Sunday. The sun is shining and I am lieing in bed with a sore stomach and a hangover. Last night I went to my first 'Hen Night', what they call elsewhere a bachelorette party or  soirée  pour enterrer une vie de jeune fille. It was incredibly funny, we headed to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Newquay"&gt;New quay &lt;/a&gt;(which is tacky, nightclubbish and full of tourists...but hey when in Rome..), and did the usual hennish things, drink, dares (i hugged a bald guy :S) and dancing. It was an experience, not what I would do myself but it was fun and the bride to be seem to enjoy herself. We had booked a minibus to take us there, which was good on the way there but on the way back a mixture of drink and speed bumps made me incredibly queasy, i made it into my friends house before throwing up. I haven't been so embarrassed in quite a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-1279136955646458710?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1279136955646458710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=1279136955646458710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1279136955646458710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1279136955646458710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-another-lazy-sunday.html' title='Hens'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SLrLZafCIXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/v_6z59PR-Mk/s72-c/100_1536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-5590369047257702206</id><published>2008-08-29T09:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:45:46.615+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief</title><content type='html'>I'm going to be  a teacher. Scarey! Everything was confirmed yesterday, so I can stop worrying about my future (for the time being) and get on studying....Relief :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-5590369047257702206?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5590369047257702206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=5590369047257702206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/5590369047257702206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/5590369047257702206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/08/relief.html' title='Relief'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-4777095283691179655</id><published>2008-08-25T22:05:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:12:24.900+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Blogiversary</title><content type='html'>It would of been my original blogs anniversary this week...First I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cornish Frog&lt;/span&gt;, and my blog was based on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;assistant ship&lt;/span&gt;, then I moved back to Portsmouth and my blog changed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BackintheGroove&lt;/span&gt; and then finally I changed it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Emily's&lt;/span&gt; nutshell after much hassle about why I was continuing to blog. Recently, I have been lazy about blogging..mainly due to fear about jinxing things, and working ridiculous hours so I can't be bothered..oops. But I'm still here 2 years on, much has gone on ups and downs but hey, i'm making the most of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-4777095283691179655?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4777095283691179655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=4777095283691179655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/4777095283691179655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/4777095283691179655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogiversary.html' title='Blogiversary'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-5203042368202578264</id><published>2008-08-22T17:39:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:40:40.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I noticed this on &lt;a href="http://confituredulait.blogspot.com/"&gt;MilkJam&lt;/a&gt; a couple of days ago and thought I'd have a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Copy this list into your blog or  journal, including these instructions.&lt;br /&gt;2) Bold all the items you’ve  eaten.&lt;br /&gt;3) Cross out any items that you would never consider eating. (&lt;br /&gt;4)  Optional extra: Post a comment here at &lt;a href="http://www.verygoodtaste.co.uk/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.verygoodtaste.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt; linking to your  results.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The VGT Omnivore’s Hundred:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.  &lt;strong&gt;Venison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nettle tea&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Huevos rancheros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;strong&gt;Steak tartare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Crocodile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Black pudding  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Cheese fondue &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Carp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Borscht&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Baba  ghanoush&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Calamari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Pho&lt;br /&gt;13.  &lt;strong&gt;PB&amp;amp;J sandwich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Aloo gobi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot  dog from a street cart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.  &lt;strong&gt;Epoisses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;Black truffle&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fruit  wine made from something other than grapes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Steamed pork  buns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;Pistachio ice cream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Heirloom tomatoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;Fresh wild berries  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;Foie gras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;Rice and  beans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Brawn, or head cheese&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Raw Scotch Bonnet Pepper&lt;br /&gt;27.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dulce de leche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;strong&gt;Oysters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;Baklava&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.  Bagna cauda&lt;br /&gt;31. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wasabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.  Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl&lt;br /&gt;33. Salted lassi&lt;br /&gt;34.  &lt;strong&gt;Sauerkraut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;strong&gt;Root beer float&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Cognac with a  fat cigar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.  &lt;strong&gt;Clotted cream tea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vodka jelly/Jell-O &lt;/span&gt;(Jello shots!)&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Gumbo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Oxtail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.  Curried goat&lt;br /&gt;42. Whole insects&lt;br /&gt;43. Phaal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;44. Goat’s milk&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malt whisky from a bottle worth £60/$120 or  more &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Fugu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;47. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicken tikka masala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Krispy Kreme original  glazed doughnut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sea urchin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Prickly pear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;52. Umeboshi&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Abalone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.  Paneer&lt;br /&gt;55. &lt;strong&gt;McDonald’s Big Mac Meal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;56.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spaetzle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Dirty gin martini&lt;br /&gt;58. &lt;strong&gt;Beer above 8%  ABV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Poutine&lt;br /&gt;60. &lt;strong&gt;Carob chips&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. &lt;strong&gt;S’mores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sweetbreads&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.  Kaolin&lt;br /&gt;64. Currywurst&lt;br /&gt;65. Durian&lt;br /&gt;66. &lt;strong&gt;Frogs’ legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;67. &lt;strong&gt;Beignets, churros,  elephant ears or funnel cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. &lt;strong&gt;Haggis  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;69. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fried  plantain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. &lt;strong&gt;Chitterlings, or andouillette &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;71.  &lt;strong&gt;Gazpacho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. &lt;strong&gt;Caviar and blini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;73. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Louche  absinthe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74.  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Gjetost, or brunost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75.  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Roadkill  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;76. Baijiu&lt;br /&gt;77.&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Hostess Fruit Pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78.  &lt;strong&gt;Snail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;79. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lapsang souchong&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;80.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bellini &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Tom yum&lt;br /&gt;82. &lt;strong&gt;Eggs  Benedict&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Pocky&lt;br /&gt;84. Tasting menu at a 3-Michelin-star  restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;85. Kobe beef&lt;br /&gt;86. &lt;strong&gt;Hare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87.  &lt;strong&gt;Goulash&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;strong&gt;Flowers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89.  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Horse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Criollo  chocolate&lt;br /&gt;91. &lt;strong&gt;Spam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. &lt;strong&gt;Soft shell  crab&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;93.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rose harissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94.  &lt;strong&gt;Catfish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Mole poblano&lt;br /&gt;96.  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Bagel and lox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lobster Thermidor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98.  &lt;strong&gt;Polenta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;99. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Snake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-5203042368202578264?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5203042368202578264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=5203042368202578264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/5203042368202578264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/5203042368202578264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/08/food-meme.html' title='Food Meme'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-3371305111155835792</id><published>2008-08-22T09:49:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:29:22.729+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Babble</title><content type='html'>Gosh, I'm loving the Olympics at the moment!! Go team  GB! So, apart from watching the Olympics, I have been doing the usual 45 hour week. There isn't alot to report, I'm in limbo..waiting to find out what my next road will be... oh I thought I had a stomach ulcer...turns out it's just stress..oops. We are still living with Marks parents, basically we live in one room and our stuff is around us, its impossible to keep tidy..has anyone read Lucia Lucia..I feel like Lucia at the end of the book with boxes around me of wedding presents (no, we're not getting married..that would be ridiculous). Oooh, talking of books, just read a fab book called &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Blood-Flowers-Anita-Amirrezvani/dp/0755334213/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1219395472&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Blood of Flowers&lt;/a&gt;...go read! Set in Iran in the 17th century.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51JS8q554pL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51JS8q554pL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I passed my maths exams which are compulsory for teaching..whoop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-3371305111155835792?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3371305111155835792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=3371305111155835792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/3371305111155835792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/3371305111155835792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/08/babble.html' title='Babble'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-5654831028451327160</id><published>2008-08-11T23:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:20:06.028+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normality'/><title type='text'>Normality</title><content type='html'>God, I haven't posted in two weeks. Yes, I'm Slack...but I have a: no real news b: lack of time...seriously. Um..So I got my degree result back..I passed..Just. I'm pissed off majorly and feel that i have wasted 4 years for something which isn't that impressive. I still don't know if I have a guaranteed place in Teaching college because of this crappie mark..and am in limbo. I got promoted at work (not really that amazing..as I can't wait to leave)...but the extra money is being spent well....oops, saving really needs to start. Mark, is still unemployed...no, i am not patient. At the moment I have an urge to run off to France and to find a teaching job...or anything, seriously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;considering&lt;/span&gt; language &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;assistanting&lt;/span&gt; in 2009, if i don't get my place on my PGCE this year. I have been out quite a bit recently..those cocktails are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;goood&lt;/span&gt;....also have a new liking for purple nail varnish...yes..I HAVE LOST IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-5654831028451327160?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5654831028451327160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=5654831028451327160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/5654831028451327160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/5654831028451327160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/08/normality.html' title='Normality'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-8142664742291745988</id><published>2008-07-30T00:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:23.194Z</updated><title type='text'>A day off (last week)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SI-j8FeucSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XAtr9AvRAOM/s1600-h/100_1447_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SI-j8FeucSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XAtr9AvRAOM/s320/100_1447_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228577945058963746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-8142664742291745988?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8142664742291745988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=8142664742291745988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8142664742291745988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8142664742291745988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-off-last-week.html' title='A day off (last week)'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SI-j8FeucSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XAtr9AvRAOM/s72-c/100_1447_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-7745257867683842234</id><published>2008-07-29T22:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:04:23.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic</title><content type='html'>Aaaah...so my life as usual is hectic and mad. Actually it is pretty boring, as I have spent the last 5 days at work and have 2 more until a day off. Busy, Busy but I'm thinking of the money, so I'm trying not to complain(to much). I got promoted at work, well kind of. Basically one of my managers left and they have decided not to search for a replacement until september, So asked me if I would do it, I don't want to stay in September (well, I might change my mind) so this is pretty good for me, though I could have the job permently if I wanted. However, I feel a bit of a bitch due to the fact another girl told me she wanted the job, but they offered it to me and I knew they would never offer it to her, so i took it.. still makes me feel a bit ruthless ..                                                                               In other news, Mark quit his job. Yes, already. It was shit and they were pretty awful and his contract was asking him to opt out of all sorts of european working regulations. Crossing my fingers he  will find a GOOD Job.  This has effected our plans, we had found a really cute flat and now we're stuck living with his parents until he finds something gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-7745257867683842234?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7745257867683842234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=7745257867683842234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7745257867683842234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7745257867683842234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/07/hectic.html' title='Hectic'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-2424695195656108753</id><published>2008-07-22T10:20:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:24.335Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduate'/><title type='text'>BA (Hons)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SIWnOVcwp1I/AAAAAAAAALY/QKfq23ed78Y/s1600-h/100_1242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SIWnOVcwp1I/AAAAAAAAALY/QKfq23ed78Y/s320/100_1242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225766807351109458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy Busy Bee. Last wednesday, we went back to Portsmouth for my graduation, after 4 years of hard work, I'm done. Although I graduated I still do not have my classification due to the fact of that leeeetle essay which needs to be handed in by friday. I had a fab couple of days, we actually stayed in Southampton, as it was so much cheaper..due to hotels hiking up the prices for graduation week. But it was still good, I discovered this amazing French bistro (Duck with peppercorn scrummy) which was to die for as well as an italian which served cheesey h0t chocolate (gone off cream yuck) and we even went to TGI Fridays (Ribs yum), so I feel we've been around the world.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SIWpWA4n-HI/AAAAAAAAALw/nRW7B483dv0/s1600-h/100_1213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SIWpWA4n-HI/AAAAAAAAALw/nRW7B483dv0/s320/100_1213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225769138293045362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After 4 years I finally went up Spinnaker Tower, which boasts the largest glass floor in europe&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SIWoZZJRLrI/AAAAAAAAALg/aA99zm_0oms/s1600-h/100_1212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SIWoZZJRLrI/AAAAAAAAALg/aA99zm_0oms/s320/100_1212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225768096833285810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which boasts amazing views and was definately worth a visit.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SIWoy2aPD0I/AAAAAAAAALo/IRNHE_AwR64/s1600-h/100_1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SIWoy2aPD0I/AAAAAAAAALo/IRNHE_AwR64/s320/100_1218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225768534185807682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also took my brother to Marwell Zoo (actually I was the one who wanted to go!), which is huge and even though we spent 5 hours there I still didn't get to see the hippos! But the Giraffes were cute!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SIWq3T3TPWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QNjdzctGTOs/s1600-h/100_1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SIWq3T3TPWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QNjdzctGTOs/s320/100_1330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225770809835076962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the saturday, we said goodbye to my family. I always find it sad saying good bye because I can't see them as much as I would like. But I'm grateful they came. In the afternoon we headed back to Portsmouth for my ball, which was an Arabian theme, it was a good night had by all but due to one controlling idiot, my night was kind of dampened..honestly I hate being controlled by pompous stuck up girls, who lie about everything. Anyhow, it was still a good night..although I m needing the next month to recover from it all!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SIWtX0JYEjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HxPjYCIicDw/s1600-h/100_1414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SIWtX0JYEjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HxPjYCIicDw/s320/100_1414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225773567279895090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-2424695195656108753?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2424695195656108753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=2424695195656108753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/2424695195656108753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/2424695195656108753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/07/ba-hons.html' title='BA (Hons)'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SIWnOVcwp1I/AAAAAAAAALY/QKfq23ed78Y/s72-c/100_1242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-1981179687459989811</id><published>2008-07-15T21:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T21:06:46.421+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BRB</title><content type='html'>Turns out I'm turning in to a pretty rubbish blogger. However, I am going to try and update a bit more...basically lots of things in the bag which I don't want to Jinx!!! I'm going back to Portsmouth for 6 days so I will blog when I'm back..... most likely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-1981179687459989811?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1981179687459989811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=1981179687459989811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1981179687459989811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1981179687459989811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/07/brb.html' title='BRB'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-8290662044249841493</id><published>2008-07-07T22:46:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:24.963Z</updated><title type='text'>watta watta week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SHKScwyfk2I/AAAAAAAAAK8/7kIWVKh9_94/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SHKScwyfk2I/AAAAAAAAAK8/7kIWVKh9_94/s320/Picture+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220395940906505058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just realised I haven't posted in over a week. It has been an odd 9 days really, I celebrated my birthday (3 times!). The first time I went out for cocktails and a bit of a boogey..i also threw a bit of a hissy fit when most of my friends were almost 2 hours late....all is forgiven now though! However at the time it cut my night short and i just came home after getting very very annoyed. The following day I had the worst hangover whilst being a work, so i am guessing drink didn't help to my mood! On the monday before my birthday, my boss brought in a birthday cake for me, which was very sweet and then i went out for a couple of pimms and lemonade with a friend.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SHKT6-akeqI/AAAAAAAAALE/WzmhfITGpVk/s1600-h/Birthday+22nd+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SHKT6-akeqI/AAAAAAAAALE/WzmhfITGpVk/s320/Birthday+22nd+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220397559471962786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my actual birthday, me and a friend went for a picnic breakfast on the beach, followed by a swim and then met up with some other less hardy people for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, however was the best day of all because I went to a Jack Johnson concert in Newquay and even though the weather was AWFUL, it was the best night I have had in a long time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SHKVpQVd1VI/AAAAAAAAALM/-SeaH3Yw0vQ/s1600-h/100_1168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SHKVpQVd1VI/AAAAAAAAALM/-SeaH3Yw0vQ/s320/100_1168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220399454068004178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news i have had somewhat of a dilemma recently, some of you will know that I was going to move in with a friend while Mark sorted his finances out. Well recently I have kind of regretted agreeing to moving in with her, not for any particular reason except I would miss Mark to much. Well, this morning we went to visit a house, it was ok...except maybe I'm a snob because it was ex-council, ugly and i thought it was a rip off for the money. I decided i didn't want it and told her that and then it all came out that i wanted to carrying on living with Mark, and I've now pulled out of searching with her. Although I'm relieved by this I feel so guilty that she has to look by herself and she was relying on me..I have no idea how she will afford it by herself. But this means i'm now on major property searching mode again...watch this space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-8290662044249841493?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8290662044249841493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=8290662044249841493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8290662044249841493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8290662044249841493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/07/watta-watta-week.html' title='watta watta week'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SHKScwyfk2I/AAAAAAAAAK8/7kIWVKh9_94/s72-c/Picture+092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-8379090276363760377</id><published>2008-06-27T21:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:45:30.987+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deputy Dawg</title><content type='html'>Good news!! Mark now has a job, as deputy manager in a store. Such a relief, and so much better then his last job....I'm just wondering if this means I get a bigger birthday present!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-8379090276363760377?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8379090276363760377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=8379090276363760377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8379090276363760377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8379090276363760377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/06/deputy-dawg.html' title='Deputy Dawg'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-8856447214404096561</id><published>2008-06-26T23:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:25.497Z</updated><title type='text'>All at sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SGQTYxSc-RI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Td70vs9ET_U/s1600-h/image-upload-63-715055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SGQTYxSc-RI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Td70vs9ET_U/s320/image-upload-63-715055.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-8856447214404096561?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8856447214404096561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=8856447214404096561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8856447214404096561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8856447214404096561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-at-sea.html' title='All at sea'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SGQTYxSc-RI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Td70vs9ET_U/s72-c/image-upload-63-715055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-7813475576599571973</id><published>2008-06-21T16:05:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:25.677Z</updated><title type='text'>Soft and velvety</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SF0Zb7gIO9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/QcZ-4ho7SZE/s1600-h/38951635_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SF0Zb7gIO9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/QcZ-4ho7SZE/s320/38951635_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214351911184514002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt; new bag! I have my graduation in 3 weeks*, followed by a ball. I realised I am so unprepared...but within 2 hours this morning I found the dress and bag!! Good work...I will post the picture of my dress...but may just wait until the event....depending on my excitement levels. I am now totally broke...Luckily I have no outgoings at the mo...otherwise I would be in a big mess! (except from needing 2 more outfits..One for the ceremony and the other for my friends wedding!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Yeah, this in fact means I have finished my BA (hons) in French Studies... well I have kinda finished meaning I have one essay that needs to be done and I have a big problem with procrastination at the mo! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-7813475576599571973?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7813475576599571973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=7813475576599571973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7813475576599571973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7813475576599571973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/06/soft-and-velvety.html' title='Soft and velvety'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SF0Zb7gIO9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/QcZ-4ho7SZE/s72-c/38951635_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-6655030772107375798</id><published>2008-06-15T23:28:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:26.075Z</updated><title type='text'>Sunday leisure time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SFWXhN2rA9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zbBK9gYcNyE/s1600-h/image-upload-87-700496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SFWXhN2rA9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zbBK9gYcNyE/s320/image-upload-87-700496.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love being at home so much, that I keep taking pictures!! I think when you live somewhere for most of your life you take for granted the beauty that surronds you . The first picture is the beach called Swanpool, my friend and I take her dog there alot and then grab a coffee and chill out. The second picture is actually the view from the opposite side of the road, the swans are scarey..the male is very protective and I wouldn't like to meet him on a dark night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SFWW6vpN2hI/AAAAAAAAAKI/HInoKO6JB-k/s1600-h/image-upload-81-746202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SFWW6vpN2hI/AAAAAAAAAKI/HInoKO6JB-k/s320/image-upload-81-746202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;BTW: The first picture was taken yesterday! Thats why the sky is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-6655030772107375798?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6655030772107375798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=6655030772107375798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/6655030772107375798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/6655030772107375798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunday-leisure-time-part-2.html' title='Sunday leisure time'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SFWXhN2rA9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zbBK9gYcNyE/s72-c/image-upload-87-700496.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-8770412744054981231</id><published>2008-06-12T18:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:26.308Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SFFjHST5OjI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WlT48OwCbJE/s1600-h/image-upload-39-741092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SFFjHST5OjI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WlT48OwCbJE/s320/image-upload-39-741092.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-8770412744054981231?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8770412744054981231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=8770412744054981231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8770412744054981231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8770412744054981231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SFFjHST5OjI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WlT48OwCbJE/s72-c/image-upload-39-741092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-6020410736956635214</id><published>2008-06-10T21:16:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:26.899Z</updated><title type='text'>Dolphins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SE7ldc0qLwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/hP71-V0njAY/s1600-h/100_0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SE7ldc0qLwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/hP71-V0njAY/s320/100_0962.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210354113030270722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SE7kS4qXstI/AAAAAAAAAJw/SFpb8a0p1Wc/s1600-h/100_0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SE7kS4qXstI/AAAAAAAAAJw/SFpb8a0p1Wc/s320/100_0964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210352832013120210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SE7jhzV2jDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hvnHO29HniY/s1600-h/100_0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SE7jhzV2jDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hvnHO29HniY/s320/100_0963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210351988771294258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was having a drink outside my local pub when I noticed about 10 dolphins playing in the water, it was pretty amazing and we were amazed they have come so far in land. Unfortunately, we found out later earlier that day around 20 dolphins had beached themselves at one of our local creeks and had died. Apparently, there was nothing wrong with them and they think it could be a whale scaring them or a navy sonar. It is pretty awful and all the volunteers worked tirelessly trying to save them and getting the rest out to sea. It is a shame such a lovely sight, was actually so traumatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/cornwall/7445786.stm"&gt;Link to story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/cornwall/7446823.stm"&gt;BBC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7445646.stm"&gt;Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-6020410736956635214?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6020410736956635214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=6020410736956635214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/6020410736956635214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/6020410736956635214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/06/dolphins.html' title='Dolphins'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SE7ldc0qLwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/hP71-V0njAY/s72-c/100_0962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-8032548674991070431</id><published>2008-06-08T16:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:23:30.992+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New Home</title><content type='html'>I have now said goodbye to Portsmouth for good (well not counting the graduation and ball!). I am staying with Marks parents for the time being, until I can afford to move out, which will hopefully be August/September. It is strange being back in Falmouth, I feel a bit blah about small town living and though am pleased to see everyone, i feel that I'm moving in a different direction from them all. I'm guessing there will be period of adjust ion that I need to get over living away from this town. Positives: I went in to my old work place and i got offered a summer job straight away, so bring on random toys and erotic mugs lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-8032548674991070431?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8032548674991070431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=8032548674991070431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8032548674991070431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/8032548674991070431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-home.html' title='New Home'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-9122796969556309571</id><published>2008-06-01T18:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:05:13.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Up</title><content type='html'>I've just had the most amazing weekend. I can't believe I haven't been going out more. I'm now positive that if I had gone out more this year I would probably be 5 times happier! Friday, after my shopping trip (woo to clothes), I went to work (last shift ever= :S + :)) and then went for a meal with 30 people from the School of Languages. It was so much fun, sad knowing that some of them I will never see again but it was alot of fun. God I've missed Mojitos! Then on Saturday, we had a BBQ with some friends and...wait for it....it didn't rain! It was fab night and far to much vino was consumed, but i had a lovely chat with some of my friends in to the early hours and it was so enjoyable. Very emotional, very giggly and just what was needed! Highlight of the night: finding a spider on my foot and seeing my friend run about a mile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-9122796969556309571?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/9122796969556309571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=9122796969556309571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/9122796969556309571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/9122796969556309571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/06/up.html' title='Up'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-6022104911430566209</id><published>2008-05-30T14:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:27.069Z</updated><title type='text'>New earrings </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SEAB2xaLxHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LeOb2I4SUhE/s1600-h/image-upload-44-731481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SEAB2xaLxHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LeOb2I4SUhE/s320/image-upload-44-731481.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SEAB2xaLxHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LeOb2I4SUhE/s72-c/image-upload-44-731481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-7465938675664637404</id><published>2008-05-30T14:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:27.248Z</updated><title type='text'>New sunnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SEAA3haLxGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/w2SPgpP734o/s1600-h/image-upload-57-778806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SEAA3haLxGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/w2SPgpP734o/s320/image-upload-57-778806.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-7465938675664637404?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7465938675664637404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=7465938675664637404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7465938675664637404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7465938675664637404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-sunnies.html' title='New sunnies'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SEAA3haLxGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/w2SPgpP734o/s72-c/image-upload-57-778806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-324258769060472767</id><published>2008-05-30T14:23:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T14:25:56.453+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Get up off your arse</title><content type='html'>What does wonders when you are not feeling yourself, is to have a stonking cold! Honestly, its pulling me out of my wallowing hole and I'm actually chirpy, hard to believe!!! Distraction is the key. Also going shopping and finding that you paid half the amount you were meant to due to a cashiers error, oops. NEW CLOTHES!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-324258769060472767?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/324258769060472767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=324258769060472767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/324258769060472767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/324258769060472767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/05/get-up-off-your-arse.html' title='Get up off your arse'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-938631159165455582</id><published>2008-05-28T12:00:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T12:09:46.928+01:00</updated><title type='text'>forward 1 back 10</title><content type='html'>I guess I have been in a bit of a hole, dark and scarey. Obvious to all around but me, I'm not totally out of feeling like a complete failure but hell I'm trying to make myself go back to being chilled and unbitch like. I guess I'm on the path to getting a terrible mark for my degree, which is totally crap as I've worked so hard in this past year..I don't know what I'm getting but if I do get a third..I'm not quite sure how I'll react. I have been told it doesn't matter, but god it matters to me...I'm basically so stressed I'm not sleeping..when I do sleep it is interrupted. I've often wondered if I had a rewind button on my life if I would press it, at the moment it would be yes...I would go all the way back .Unfortunately there is no button, so I have to carry on, and stop being so depressing..I want to climb back into my bright and happy world, but everything is so hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-938631159165455582?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/938631159165455582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=938631159165455582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/938631159165455582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/938631159165455582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/05/forward-1-back-1.html' title='forward 1 back 10'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-3368554814772212063</id><published>2008-05-26T22:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:25:48.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FquMEmrm4Fk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FquMEmrm4Fk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ban on youtubes is up because this is hilarious and I have to share it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-3368554814772212063?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3368554814772212063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=3368554814772212063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/3368554814772212063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/3368554814772212063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-funny.html' title='So Funny'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-3207165300973726385</id><published>2008-05-21T14:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T14:45:57.569+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Turns out my dream isn't so weird after watching an old indiana jones film the same night...oops. Honestly, even disney gives me nightmares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-3207165300973726385?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3207165300973726385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=3207165300973726385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/3207165300973726385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/3207165300973726385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/05/turns-out-my-dream-isnt-so-weird-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-6076599606777211332</id><published>2008-05-20T14:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T14:35:13.108+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>I had the weirdest dream last night, I wouldn't normally discuss this but seeing as I rarely remember my dreams and it was slightly weird, i thought someone might know what it means.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, In my dream i decided i wanted to understand my heart, so I cut my chest and pulled my heart out and was investigating it. I couldn't breath and struggled to put it back in and started to worry, and then I woke up...I think this is the weirdest dream I have ever had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-6076599606777211332?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6076599606777211332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=6076599606777211332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/6076599606777211332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/6076599606777211332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/05/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-4502729613279841308</id><published>2008-05-19T11:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:59:54.698+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Mouth</title><content type='html'>Tact...is something I am missing in abundance, the landlord has been showing people around for next year and normally I try to be out, because I hate fake conversations and lieing about stuff. Unfortunately today I stayed in and had to greet the landlord and potential rentie, after a tour of the house.l.they spoke to me (bad move!)...i was trying to be positive but managed to kind of put them off the house by saying I had spent the winter freezing and had to buy extra heaters..i then spent the next 5 minutes back stepping to make it all good...don't think it worked.. doh..my poor landlord will never get anyone in here with me opening my mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-4502729613279841308?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4502729613279841308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=4502729613279841308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/4502729613279841308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/4502729613279841308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/05/big-mouth.html' title='Big Mouth'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-1978541803590332257</id><published>2008-05-19T00:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:27.805Z</updated><title type='text'>Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SDC2muIPPCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vhC_Tz7rbTk/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SDC2muIPPCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vhC_Tz7rbTk/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201858345946790946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/hampshire/7406819.stm"&gt;Pompy Parade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/FA_Cup"&gt;FA Cup&lt;/a&gt; came to Portsmouth, it has been normal for  Manchester United/Chelsea/ Arsenal to reach the final, but this year Portsmouth, got to the final and won 1-0 so i took a break from revision, stress and talking to my parents on the phone (added stress...long story and this is going to be a positive post for once) and enjoyed the sunshine! I guess you could say Portsmouth winning the FA Cup is pretty major, the last time they won was in 1939 6 months before the 2nd world war and have held the cup for the longest period without defeat...basically due to  the fact there was no FA cup until 1946. So, premier league Portsmouth (though not high in the league) and championship Cardiff got to the final...and excitement has been in the air for the past couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;  It was amazing seeing people celebrating in the streets, crying and chanting...in a non hooliganish way, got to admit I wish I supported a particular football team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xTHCUK22LXc"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xTHCUK22LXc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kh8L5d-nRdA"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kh8L5d-nRdA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-1978541803590332257?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1978541803590332257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=1978541803590332257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1978541803590332257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1978541803590332257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/05/football.html' title='Football'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SDC2muIPPCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vhC_Tz7rbTk/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-7762347838671663214</id><published>2008-05-14T17:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T17:41:09.313+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime my life seems to start looking up, I am dealt another blow. Death seems to be following me this year, and I am doing my best to cope with it....monday morning a family friend passed away it was sudden and very sad..Lung cancer diagnosed 4 weeks ago. but instead of grieving for her it just brought up memories of Sophie.. I've got to the stage when I know life should keep going on and I'm trying my best to not let everything affect me, even though it does. Ashamedly, it has caused death for me to become closer to other friends...sad it didn't happen when she was here.&lt;br /&gt;On a plus I have learnt a new trick of getting Mark to do stuff for me (haha), if i ask its bound to be a no but with a simple text message all sorts of amazing stuff happens....no arguements either. Who needs vocal cords when you can send a text?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-7762347838671663214?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7762347838671663214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=7762347838671663214' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7762347838671663214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7762347838671663214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/05/everytime-my-life-seems-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-933762340114539062</id><published>2008-05-11T13:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T13:15:48.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAH</title><content type='html'>If anybody decides to moves to England, lives in the UK or decides to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; with Virgin, be warned. They are STUPID. Wednesday, we rang them to give our 30 days notice..to be told we had to pay £80 to end it, even though we are moving to a non cable area....after much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;arguing&lt;/span&gt; (Mark not me...I give up after a while) we still have to pay £80*...Thursday, I tried to ring my brother to wish him happy Birthday to find that the phone wasn't working....i then start a 12 hour shift.....which means neither me or Mark realise that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; isn't working or the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;. Friday, back at work get a phone call from Mark saying the idiots had cut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;, broadband and phone by accident...an hour later &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; and phone are back..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; will be back by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;...Sunday morning..nothing we ring them..get charged to ring them and are told it is our fault! What??? We then ring again to be told it will be back in half an hour (so not our fault), which doesn't happen...in the end its back but only cause they realised they didn't send the settings to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; box...I have a listening exam tomorrow so at last can do some revision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I'm thinking if we kick up a fuss about them cutting us off for 4 days, we might not have to pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-933762340114539062?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/933762340114539062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=933762340114539062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/933762340114539062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/933762340114539062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/05/aaaah.html' title='AAAAH'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-2236153533814464377</id><published>2008-05-07T11:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T11:26:00.787+01:00</updated><title type='text'>26 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am a complete mess, disorganised, burnt from the merest glance from the sun and feeling disillusioned after a crappie mark for one of my write ups (how come in the presentation i did well??). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Monday, I was revising for part 1 of my interpretation exam and realised i was missing half my notes, once i had found them I then realised I had lost the notes that I had started off with, I removed my self from the situation imagine swearing and obscene gestures at an imaginary space. Once I came back I opened my folder and there they were sitting at the top...gah. Then after my exam yesterday, i went slightly doolally and started making up french words and literally translating everything think C'est ne pas mon tasse de tea....whatever I wasted half the exam trying to remember how to spell breathalyser (still spelling??) (ok, it was a interpretation vocab exam....with such words as Water hyacinth....Un Jacinthe d'eau and a Weevel...Un Charanson).. basically my interpretation lecturer likes odd words....Then I had my hour lunch in the sun and then realised was beetroot coloured and had marks from where i had been sitting...punishment for not realising sun cream was already needed (Oh I'm not complaing about the weather though)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-2236153533814464377?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2236153533814464377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=2236153533814464377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/2236153533814464377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/2236153533814464377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/05/26-days.html' title='26 days'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-1280398689901608456</id><published>2008-05-06T00:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:28.344Z</updated><title type='text'>Cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SB-c6QY6y7I/AAAAAAAAAIw/IpybOAAazJU/s1600-h/image-upload-237-737874.jpe"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 234px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SB-c6QY6y7I/AAAAAAAAAIw/IpybOAAazJU/s320/image-upload-237-737874.jpe" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sent via my phone which is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: apparently not so amazing as its upside down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-1280398689901608456?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1280398689901608456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=1280398689901608456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1280398689901608456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1280398689901608456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/05/cuteness.html' title='Cuteness'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SB-c6QY6y7I/AAAAAAAAAIw/IpybOAAazJU/s72-c/image-upload-237-737874.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-7120251107641777231</id><published>2008-05-04T17:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:28.600Z</updated><title type='text'>Birthday month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SB3jRgY6y6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/JMxlnziYSqA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SB3jRgY6y6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/JMxlnziYSqA/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196559434947152802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May is one horrible month for peoples birthdays, honestly this week there are 3 and the following there are 2....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;expensive&lt;/span&gt;, or not as I have come to find out. ( plus there are others peoples birthdays...but I'm skint and can't afford to buy everyone something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little brother who is going to be 10 (yes one major age gap)...is sorted, and I got him the new Transformers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt; and for my little cousin who is going to be 9 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt; my parents were young when i came along!) I decided to just buy a book voucher, because what do you give the kid that has everything??(plus I do love my books) Marks dad is sorted because he is still in Oman where he works for the Royal Navy, so he will get something of his choice when he returns. Which just left my two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;best est&lt;/span&gt; buds who are wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;girlie's&lt;/span&gt; but are fashion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;savvy, have the last make up and bags ( I really want a Radley bag)&lt;/span&gt; etc and we do not have the same taste except in jeans. So, I decided to go on to www.snapfish.com where you can make your own posters and if you buy before the 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; of May you get 50% off (so one free poster!)...I found a bunch of pictures with us all in and made a smallish poster...which cost me for both including p and p £7.00... bargain, and it is such a cool present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(what I made in miniture is up the top)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-7120251107641777231?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7120251107641777231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=7120251107641777231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7120251107641777231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7120251107641777231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-month.html' title='Birthday month!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N6R-GDV3nQQ/SB3jRgY6y6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/JMxlnziYSqA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-1435666271662698772</id><published>2008-04-30T17:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T17:08:31.004+01:00</updated><title type='text'>flying pigs</title><content type='html'>It is mine and Marks 5 year anniversary tomorrow, funny how time flys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-1435666271662698772?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1435666271662698772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=1435666271662698772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-4381117494269160309?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4381117494269160309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=4381117494269160309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/4381117494269160309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/4381117494269160309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/04/albert-camus-was-one-confused-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-7446794137300414558</id><published>2008-04-27T21:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:00:35.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So it isn't long until I will be saying farewell to Portsmouth and moving 'home', when I say home, it is where i grew up but as my parents live in France I have no family there. I don't know why I have decided to go back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Falmouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; but I guess it is where for the moment my heart lies, plus Marks parents live there and I have made him move around quite a bit....and he really wants to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    However, it has been decided that although we will stay with his parents for the first couple of months, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;andI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; will then move out (because living with his parents is my idea of hell, and it doesn't matter how nice they are to me!). I'm going to move in with one of my closest friends, who has just been through one hell of a break up...think abuse calls, nasty letters and him pretending he was going to kill himself just so she would come round. She needs me after the crap of the past couple of months and she is incredibly happy about it (up to the point of having talks about pink kettles..oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; we are classy chicks!)I am pretty excited about it, but I feel pretty bad that Mark is going to have to live with his parents..... for the time being anyway. I think he was hurt when i told him my idea, but he is coming around to the idea and knows that there is no way he would be able to get himself out of debt if we had found a flat together, and that in arguments it doesn't get thrown in my face. (it makes me feel bad and people give me strange looks when i explain our plan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    I however, will be commuting to Plymouth every day for my course which starts in September, a 4 hour round trip(train, train, bus)...but at least its only the first 4 weeks which are uni based and the rest is placements. The only time I have lived with out my family or Mark was when I was 18 and in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...with the assistant bitch..blah. So I'm quite excited about the prospect but nervous...which is ridiculous as I'm old enough to know better. I just hope that when we get back and he realises that I won't be there every night, that he won't get to annoyed about the situation but my other reason behind this is for me to be how I was last year in France and to grow out of relying on someone so heavily.....*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*this comment doesn't mean I want to leave him...but Girl Power and all that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-7446794137300414558?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7446794137300414558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=7446794137300414558' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7446794137300414558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/7446794137300414558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/04/plans.html' title='Plans'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-1523978770265659498</id><published>2008-04-23T14:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:37:38.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye Diss!</title><content type='html'>Heat bound and handed in!&lt;br /&gt;ah relief!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-1523978770265659498?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1523978770265659498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=1523978770265659498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1523978770265659498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1523978770265659498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-bye-diss.html' title='Good bye Diss!'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-5363887853353397300</id><published>2008-04-20T00:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T00:51:36.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>I'm getting there after 2 years, over 10,000 words, 48 books, hundreds of websites and numerous journal articles my dissertation is almost over, it has been so stressful! Not quite finished...but the introduction and chapter 1 are completely finished and chapter 2, the case study and conclusion just need proof reading....ah can not wait until FRIDAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-5363887853353397300?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5363887853353397300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=5363887853353397300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/5363887853353397300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/5363887853353397300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/04/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-1842576184398766847</id><published>2008-04-16T11:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T12:04:18.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I think my prayers are on redirect.</title><content type='html'>It turns out that a friend of my grandmothers, who I have known since I was a child has been diagnosed with lung cancer(not smoking related). She has three weeks to live, my grandmother is distraught and I can't handle it, I need to be more supportive and I hadn't rang her this week so she was upset. I don't think people realise that I'm on the verge of having a breakdown, and I can't deal with anymore deaths...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; life isn't listening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Makes me think maybe I should be more religious, anything right now would be helpful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-1842576184398766847?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1842576184398766847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=1842576184398766847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1842576184398766847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1842576184398766847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-think-my-prayers-are-on-redirect.html' title='I think my prayers are on redirect.'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-740675212686730596</id><published>2008-04-13T23:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:27:28.844Z</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDr7m3wo37c/SAKGk3dEp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XUJ4TbiGcKM/s1600-h/image-upload-92-772718.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDr7m3wo37c/SAKGk3dEp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XUJ4TbiGcKM/s320/image-upload-92-772718.jpe"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-740675212686730596?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/740675212686730596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=740675212686730596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/740675212686730596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/740675212686730596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/04/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bDr7m3wo37c/SAKGk3dEp5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XUJ4TbiGcKM/s72-c/image-upload-92-772718.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-1945152353476226779</id><published>2008-04-13T17:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T17:37:06.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeah... life is good when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surrounded&lt;/span&gt; up roast beef, parsnips, butternut squash and strawberry cheesecake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-1945152353476226779?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/1945152353476226779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=1945152353476226779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1945152353476226779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/1945152353476226779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-6539957821557350252</id><published>2008-04-13T00:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:49:10.329+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ok'/><title type='text'>Okay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v214/123/84/286000151/n286000151_902451_2148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 152px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v214/123/84/286000151/n286000151_902451_2148.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, just to tell you that I'm not falling apart! I guess the first post of this blog made me sound like I had the whole world on my shoulders and that I wasn't coping well. MOST of the time I'm fine, just looking forward until the world stops being on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fast forward&lt;/span&gt; and gets back to slow and leisurely with less to stress about and I don't  get anymore bad news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-6539957821557350252?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6539957821557350252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=6539957821557350252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/6539957821557350252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/6539957821557350252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay.html' title='Okay?'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252172488482853802.post-2149776450029092047</id><published>2008-04-12T19:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T19:10:38.916+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renaissance'/><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>To many people had found me as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;backinthegroove&lt;/span&gt;, I already had changed blogs once due to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of anti-blog attitude from my family and them searching for me. I want to write about things that are actually happening in my life and I don't mind most people reading about them. I do mind being criticised when I have never spoken badly of any of my family. I'm no longer an assistant and my life now is far more personal and problematic then it ever was when I lived in France. What is the point of writing and blogging if you can't write how you are feeling in fear of someone being hurt. I couldn't even do a proper post when Sophie died, I needed to get it out and I couldn't. Since then 2 more people have died, not as close to me as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Soph&lt;/span&gt; but still both people who died suddenly, one at 22 and the other at 18months.. I need to get it out of me and I was being stopped. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; to a new honest blog, private and away from certain people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3252172488482853802-2149776450029092047?l=emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2149776450029092047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3252172488482853802&amp;postID=2149776450029092047' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/2149776450029092047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3252172488482853802/posts/default/2149776450029092047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilysinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/04/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Emily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjUsENlXw-w/TpwxfLC8g0I/AAAAAAAAAUs/fDnGOe3UYDg/s220/ducks.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
