<?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-1345338712398817421</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:04:05.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me, myself, and I</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jaymii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14610218057385478207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345338712398817421.post-1758967486680830185</id><published>2008-05-13T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T16:38:26.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha joe going missing, stealing flags, and a few fags.</title><content type='html'>College was boring today, so i don't want to go into detail, but i made ravioli, havent told dad i quit asda yet, but everyone at asda knows Haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my best mate joe just went outside at 11 for a fag, by jumping out of my window cause my dad was asleep Haha but as i came in joe whistled at some chick and i turned around and he had dissapeared lol, i rang him and it turned out he had gone to hers, 10 mins later he came back to explain what he got up to Haha, check it &lt;a href="http://sub-of-the-day.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and then we went out agian, smoked about 5 fags, and decided to go for a walk, we ended up at a golf course, and i went into the woods and joe wouldnt cause it was fucking dark Haha.  I went deep in and touched a flag, and also found a dead bird, which was kinda mangled twistedly. Then i rang him by accident and the phone was in my pocket, so i assume all he heard was rustling and assumed it was me in trouble or something, lol, so i came back and and joe thought i ad hurt myself, lolz. then we went to one of the holes (18) And i stole a flag, lol, i kept the flag, but hid the pole in a bush because im weird Xp. then we came back and the flag now hangs on my wall Xp and we are jut chilling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1345338712398817421-1758967486680830185?l=secret-successions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/feeds/1758967486680830185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345338712398817421&amp;postID=1758967486680830185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/1758967486680830185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/1758967486680830185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/2008/05/haha-joe-going-missing-stealing-flags.html' title='Haha joe going missing, stealing flags, and a few fags.'/><author><name>Jaymii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14610218057385478207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345338712398817421.post-7301935178968387278</id><published>2008-05-12T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T12:38:58.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach trivialities</title><content type='html'>So had my I.t exam at college and it was the equivalent to a c at GSCE and it was a pissa piss basically.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday after kitchen practical the group went down the beach and i was stupid enough to go in the water and get soaked in my jeans and shirt, then i had to go to college for a lesson drenched in shit but no one cared Until i got to work and changed into my uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically friday was boring stuff, work was too. then sat worked all day was a piss of piss and that was that highlight, then sunday went to work at 10, and left at 12 instead of four, basically i walked out cause i hate it there, no I'm jobless for a month till i start work placement which is paid luckily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to college today and got told we no longer have college till 9 p.m. on mondays we now fin at 4 p.m., score! Also got told as of next week that there's no tuesdays or wednesday lessons so two extra days off woo! went to the beach today and was silly enough to go in the water in my shoes Haha, and totaled them, and also managed to watch my friend be a mug and cut himself after jumping off a pier, What a boob. Then went and brought some fags and came home, now preparing to tell my dad tomorrow i quit asda, should be a riot i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1345338712398817421-7301935178968387278?l=secret-successions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/feeds/7301935178968387278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345338712398817421&amp;postID=7301935178968387278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/7301935178968387278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/7301935178968387278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/2008/05/beach-trivialities.html' title='Beach trivialities'/><author><name>Jaymii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14610218057385478207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345338712398817421.post-6826649674759796233</id><published>2008-05-05T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T16:40:07.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christ, this could be a long post! drunkness, bakedness, and nakedness.</title><content type='html'>So basically.... Im going to explain my friday night through to monday night, i could be here a while.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically friday after college (i was in the escoffier agian and fooking loving it) i went to a mates in canford heath and there was 4 of us playing xbox 360 and then 4 other people came over and we played a 4 vs 4 halo 3 match, for about 2 hours, there was beers, snacks, and plenty of spirits, but come about 12 o clock everyone went home, but not before two other people came round about 11 and we just all chilled and smoked it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at half 12 everyone went and it was just me ian and sid, and we went into sid's hot tub, and closed the curtains and smoked about 4 spliffs and got absoloutley wasted, and me and ian went indoors got dried and we heard a loud crash, we went into the kitchen and sid was collapsed on the floor, white eyes, wasted look and i helped him up and he said he couldnt remember how he got there, all he remembers is fallin g over and nearly passing out, he was covered in mud and had a large gash on his left leg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was all a mystery, and we just all went to sleep, come saturday morning we all chilled, sid didnt go to work, and we all just spent the day being hungover, then we went to ians and chilled for a bit whilst he grabbed some stuff, and then we went back to sids. (On the way to ians ~ my dad gave us a lift sid spilt a whole bottle of fosters all over my seats Haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got back and chilled, spent the afternoon in the hot tub smoking spliffs agian, and discovered that when we got out sid collapsed...agian. he firstly went shakey and i had to dive to rescue him, and me and ian had to help him in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He then went to sleep and me and ian played some games watched black books, and then when sid got up, we played some games and then attempted the hot tub for a third time haha, but this time without the weed, and we had the curtains open to get some air in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we all went to sleep and come sunday morning, sid didnt go to work agian, and neither did i, i didnt even call in, but i told my dad i went in, woops, hope he doesnt read this! (yeah right)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we spent the day chilling, ian went back to his for a bit and me and sid chilled, and then when ian got back sid went to go get emma a friend of ours, but we call her boo. It was all good we started with drinking games, and then she got wasted, and was sick for a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she suggested we jump in the hot tub naked, i happilly obliged. and we all got in and played truth or dare, and a lot of secrets were revealed and a lot of sexual acts were carried out, but i think il avoid detail for those people read it. (ask me in person for graphic detail!) Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we all got out and ian went to bed, and me and sid and boo played drinking games, and more sexual acts were carried out, of course all of them were suggested by a very drunk boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then sid and emma decided to jump in the hot tub and i refused, emma and sid were wasted so in my clothes, i sat on a stool and over looked them, as they just messed about and were doing crazy shit. Then emma convinced me to jump in but as sid was well "checking her maintenance" she tried to get on me too, and i refused to take advantage even after her words "im drunk i wont remember this!" so i got out got changed and annoyingly went inside and drank a lot of whiskey to calm myself, then eventually they got out, sid went to bed, and boo was sick, but then we curled up and went to sleep together, then i woke up monday morning (sid didnt go to work agian) and i cleaned up and got a lift home at 8 am. I got home and crashed to sleep till about half 3, then elliot came over (college mate) and we went to play golf, i mean we sucked i got 26 over par, but thats the best ive done, hopefully i'll keep pratcising and get better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i came home and a friend from college (joe) came over and weve been chilling since, i feel wasted, and mildy baked, and i thrashed joe at monoploy agian! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now ive just wrote this massively long post and im ready to chill, and then probaly go to bed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours sincerely,]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The man who had an crazy weekend and needs to be relieved sexually (dont ask)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1345338712398817421-6826649674759796233?l=secret-successions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/feeds/6826649674759796233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345338712398817421&amp;postID=6826649674759796233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/6826649674759796233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/6826649674759796233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/2008/05/christ-this-could-be-long-post.html' title='Christ, this could be a long post! drunkness, bakedness, and nakedness.'/><author><name>Jaymii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14610218057385478207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345338712398817421.post-255522909832240042</id><published>2008-05-02T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T07:36:55.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit, it comes and goes</title><content type='html'>Just got home from college its friday and i should be at work but i cant be fucked, so i phoned in sick, cant be assed really, but im going to work wednesday and sat next week to fill in the tow days i just had off "ill" (thursday too) Yesterday was fun made a hazlenut and pineapple slice, was amazingly sexy, with some cream made with praline (google it) which smells and tastes fantastic!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finished all my maths coursework thursday too, so no more maths, thats cheered me up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was ok i was waitering in the big restaurant the escoffier,which is awesome! i love this waitering business, looking into it. I was behind the bar today poring wines and cocktails, i love bartending, looking into bartending jobs for when im eighteen after work experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really just cant be bothered with work anymore, after i leave for work experience i wont be going back to asda, trust me. Its just so boring stacking shelfs and collecting cardboard boxes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; If i had to choose in the future between the chefing part of this course or the waitering part, i reckon im going down the waitering path, purely cause i love providing customers with there needs, haha i sound like a bitch Xp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plan to spend the weekend chilling back at work sunday 10 - 4 yeah i cant wait, not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mondays of college cause its a bank holiday which i plan to spend doing jack shit really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a more fun note, spent the whole of yesterday afternoon with two of my bestest mates, sid and ian, Spent the evening with a friend of ours called emma, but we call her boo, And i pushed ian about 3 miles in a trolley Hah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After about 11 ians parents went to bed and we made 3 spliffs one with a normal king rizla, and two falvoured ones (blueberry and bannana) was awesome, i forget most of it, but i was sick at one stage which was rough really, remember looking at myself and thinking shit, im so pale, Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its not the first time and id do it agian i love it! Haha, its been fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speak soon x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1345338712398817421-255522909832240042?l=secret-successions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/feeds/255522909832240042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345338712398817421&amp;postID=255522909832240042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/255522909832240042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/255522909832240042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/2008/05/shit-it-comes-and-goes.html' title='Shit, it comes and goes'/><author><name>Jaymii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14610218057385478207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345338712398817421.post-4010738372808508934</id><published>2008-04-29T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T13:04:03.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work? nah il just take the money thanks.</title><content type='html'>So just got home from work, pretty shite really just basic stuff, andme and a girl called amy where the only nes working on my section - chilled. Really boring really, planned to work hard and there was fuck all to do, decided i need a new job really, but whatever, work experience for college starting june, hope to get a job from that :P. &lt;div&gt;Starting to advertise my blog to close friends, and other randomers, etc. For those who dont know, this is the asda uniform &lt;a href="http://segala.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/gimp.PNG"&gt;(click here)&lt;/a&gt; and no, its not me in the picture.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha! that was just a sick joke with wheres wally, sorry, just cheering my self up:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No really google it, i cant find it anywhere! lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you had fun, i didnt, im in a bad mood, but that happens, you know?&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/1345338712398817421-4010738372808508934?l=secret-successions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/feeds/4010738372808508934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345338712398817421&amp;postID=4010738372808508934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/4010738372808508934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/4010738372808508934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/2008/04/work-nah-il-just-take-money-thanks.html' title='Work? nah il just take the money thanks.'/><author><name>Jaymii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14610218057385478207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345338712398817421.post-5333217390989450436</id><published>2008-04-29T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T04:57:08.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canopes</title><content type='html'>Made canopes in college today, was good fun, was a mix really, coleslaw, potato salad, open finger rolls, bouches filled with onion and chive cream cheese, and some choux buns, were all good, and everyone got a credit! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing interesting really, getting ready to leave for work in a mo, and just about to skype my sister as she lives in Hong Kong, for those who dont know, skype is an over the web video call, which is completely free, and you only need the web and a cam, also a microphone (not compulsory)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just relaxing atm, pretty bored and such, music and a pop tart ftw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Il speak to yous later i guess, if i can be assed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1345338712398817421-5333217390989450436?l=secret-successions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/feeds/5333217390989450436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345338712398817421&amp;postID=5333217390989450436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/5333217390989450436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/5333217390989450436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/2008/04/canopes.html' title='Canopes'/><author><name>Jaymii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14610218057385478207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345338712398817421.post-1277512601083441233</id><published>2008-04-29T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T00:21:30.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its morning, and im wasted.</title><content type='html'>(Yes, the last post was removed due to reasons, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; wanna go into.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; and college is soon to be, A good fun 3 hour kitchen practical, i love cause the lecturer is so friendly, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; had two distinctions from him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got work tonight, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i can&lt;/span&gt; get home later and moan to you all about how much it sucked, because i have to moan at someone. (Sorry poor little blog)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a dream a friend of mine tried to get me to down a bucket of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whiskey&lt;/span&gt; and coke, i did it and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; reward was an imported fag from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;america&lt;/span&gt;, (i had had some previously) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all i remember, but i think the dream made me drunk :P &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt; or just hungover! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jut getting ready for college, with a morning bowl of cornflakes. How exciting can it get!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty bored at the moment, just chilling out, but hey, what else do i ever do?&lt;/div&gt;&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/1345338712398817421-1277512601083441233?l=secret-successions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/feeds/1277512601083441233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345338712398817421&amp;postID=1277512601083441233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/1277512601083441233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/1277512601083441233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-morning-and-im-wasted.html' title='Its morning, and im wasted.'/><author><name>Jaymii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14610218057385478207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345338712398817421.post-7320427622468184027</id><published>2008-04-28T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T16:31:10.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of a blog!!!</title><content type='html'>So, my first blog, woo, yea etc, Have no idea what to write, got the idea from a mate of mine, (sub-of-the-day.blogspot.com) and im just gunna start with my basics:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically im at college atm studying the first year of a three year course in chefing, and plan to finsih the three years and get a job in the industry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Im currently about about 7 months now, and all is good, i mean ive had a disciplinary, and had a few shit times, but im really on track now, and have caught up with all my work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thought id mention, i smoke, a lot! but i dont care about people views and i see this blog as a way of expressing myself in ways i wont in person, im not really an emotional guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also work at Asda, and il admit it sucks, buts its money all the same which is good i suppose, im just a shop floor colleague and its simple stuff, stack shelfs, clean and be bored. Easy money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont want a job atm, i want to focus on college but my dad is a persistent as fuck and it pisses me off, because apparently i need the money! all i do is spend it on shit and waste it on fags!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today wa sok i guess, had college from 1 till 4 pm, easy stuff, normally finish at 9pm but got to go early because half our group were doing an exam!I had passed mine previously the week before! The three lessons i haad today were just theory nothing worth writing about, boring stuff really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont really speak to friends from high school anymore, only one or two, but i rarely see them, And it depresses me sometimes cause i miss a lot of my old mates. I think, and hope everyone at college in my group get on with me well, and i really goet on with one guy, hes lie my best mate nowadays, He normally comes over mondays to chill, he smokes to, and always makes me laugh when he says "lets smoke it up" Haha classic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of people bully him though cause he has a slightly high pithced voice, but its bullocks hes a great guy, and i hope were still drinking  pint moaning about teenagers when were old enough to get a bus pass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just sitting here and typing this blog, and now getting ready to go rock out on guitar hero 3 for my wii, speak soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1345338712398817421-7320427622468184027?l=secret-successions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/feeds/7320427622468184027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345338712398817421&amp;postID=7320427622468184027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/7320427622468184027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345338712398817421/posts/default/7320427622468184027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://secret-successions.blogspot.com/2008/04/start-of-blog.html' title='Start of a blog!!!'/><author><name>Jaymii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14610218057385478207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
