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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>Lost Dreams</title><link>http://lostpurpose.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://lostpurpose.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/posts/"/><description>Treading water, i attempt to justify my existence by entertaining others through my unfulfillment.</description><language>en-EU</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>Lost Dreams</title><link>http://lostpurpose.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/c9/4046e3cb5873c270e58b886e079a7f_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>My Job - Count Down to Half Term</title><link>http://lostpurpose.blog.co.uk/2007/04/04/my_job_count_down_to_half_term~2032623/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:lostpurpose.blog.co.uk,2007-04-04:/2007/04/04/my_job_count_down_to_half_term~2032623/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2007 15:41:38 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;
Ok - its a bit desperate but i am counting down the days to half term already (5 weeks and 1 day then one week off!!!) cause someone stole my christmas holidays - no really. After drinking on Christmas Eve somewhere between Jordans and my house I stumbled into a paralell universe time warp black holey thing and ended up hanging off a balcony in Aberdeen listening to Wet Wet Wet cover the Shaft Theme tune. In this world, people understood the wild shapes i throw on the dance floor and throw them back with equal enthusiasm, and singlemindedness oblivious to anything else going on araound us (e.g. getting robbed!! and hunting robbers).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So suddenly i have been transported from Christmas Eve to New Years Eve and I'm back at work in four days. ahhhh (five weeks and 1 day then one week off!!!)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So first day back to day and the picture on the kids faces when they ask whats the point in coming back on a Thursday and getting a "Don't ask me this is not my bloody education system, i don't understand GCSE and Year 10 and 11 so fuck off and just behave for the day"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So much for that - i'm in with the new teacher all morning with kids complaining that she is making them do too much cutting and bloody sticking!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Afternoon is my real forte - counting down the hour and a half left before the little buggers go home and my brilliant idea to keep them occupied - dragons den - split into groups think of a product, team name and logo. Couldn't cause any trouble could it?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bugger - one chair thrown twice one door kicked in 5 kids running in 5 different directions and one cause - WOMEN!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;(5 weeks and 1 day to go then one week off!!!)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://lostpurpose.blog.co.uk/2007/04/04/my_job_count_down_to_half_term~2032623/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>life</category><category>entertainment</category><comments>http://lostpurpose.blog.co.uk/2007/04/04/my_job_count_down_to_half_term~2032623/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Lost Dreams - Introduction</title><link>http://lostpurpose.blog.co.uk/2007/04/03/lost_dreams~2029115/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:lostpurpose.blog.co.uk,2007-04-03:/2007/04/03/lost_dreams~2029115/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2007 23:18:45 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;This will be my only heavy posting - i like to keep things upbeat and amusing.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Everyone tells me this happens to everyone, crisis of confidence, career unfulfillment or general feeling of being lost. I'm not worried about this, i just hate to see potential wasted, maybe its arrogance, or an over-inflated sense of self worth, but since when has that been a bad thing. I have the potential to excell at something, i just don't know what or how to get there.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So my blog will be about my day to day life, hopefully you can point me in some sort of direction. I've tried a number of jobs, one which was my passion for a short time untill my rose tinted glasses wore off and the life was sucked out of that industry for me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You'll find me trying to find myself, and maybe you've already found me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Right, as i have now read through and heard myself as the whiny pricks i abhore its time to get off my ass and back date some blogs starting with my current job in education.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;'The Glove'
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