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<rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><default:channel xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" rdf:about="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/"><title>ReportsFromEastEurope</title><link>http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/</link><description></description><dc:language xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">en-EU</dc:language><admin:generatorAgent xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" rdf:resource="http://www.blog.co.uk"/><sy:updatePeriod xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">8</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><image><title>ReportsFromEastEurope</title><link>http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/52/965a182c95d986fed42cadd4c837c8_160x200.jpg</url></image><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/04/01/sunday_lunch_time~2013405/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/03/28/wednesday_evening~1994100/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/03/26/first_blogging_from_england~1981703/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571513/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571506/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571499/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571492/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2006/12/04/bad_day_cont~1402460/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2006/12/04/bad_day~1402453/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2006/12/04/bad_day~1402241/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2006/12/03/first_trial~1397190/"/></rdf:Seq></items></default:channel><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/04/01/sunday_lunch_time~2013405/"><default:title>Sunday, lunch time</default:title><default:link>http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/04/01/sunday_lunch_time~2013405/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-04-01T12:57:12+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Hello !&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Hope, everybody here is well. I am well. I have woken up 1 hour ago. Yesterday night I was with my collegaue in a disco, with a collegaue of mine, in south London. After waking up, I eat some fish with cheese. i also drank a cup of cofee, My collegaue is going back to the office, as he still have some tasks to finish. Perhaps I wlll go with him. I dont have tasks to finish, but I dont want to stay alone at the flat. The office is near. Nobody is there at the moment. Or perhaps I will stay at home, and start reading my new book, that I bought yesterday ? The book is "Of mice and man" from John Steinbeck,&lt;br&gt;
Yesterday I spent almost 1 hour in the bookshop, and was selecting between the books. This book is short, and I hope, that I can read it till the end. My english is not so good. Yesterday I also entered a video casette shop, and I borrowed 3 films from there. We have seen yesterday "Hotel Ruanda". It was good. I did not understand everything, but I knew, what is the film about. I also borrowed "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid", and "All the presidents men". Perhaps we will watch the Butch Cassidy film today.&lt;br&gt;
That is all for now. Hope everybody is well. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;See you soon here !&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/04/01/sunday_lunch_time~2013405/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Hello !</p>
	<p>Hope, everybody here is well. I am well. I have woken up 1 hour ago. Yesterday night I was with my collegaue in a disco, with a collegaue of mine, in south London. After waking up, I eat some fish with cheese. i also drank a cup of cofee, My collegaue is going back to the office, as he still have some tasks to finish. Perhaps I wlll go with him. I dont have tasks to finish, but I dont want to stay alone at the flat. The office is near. Nobody is there at the moment. Or perhaps I will stay at home, and start reading my new book, that I bought yesterday ? The book is "Of mice and man" from John Steinbeck,<br>
Yesterday I spent almost 1 hour in the bookshop, and was selecting between the books. This book is short, and I hope, that I can read it till the end. My english is not so good. Yesterday I also entered a video casette shop, and I borrowed 3 films from there. We have seen yesterday "Hotel Ruanda". It was good. I did not understand everything, but I knew, what is the film about. I also borrowed "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid", and "All the presidents men". Perhaps we will watch the Butch Cassidy film today.<br>
That is all for now. Hope everybody is well. </p>
	<p>See you soon here !</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/04/01/sunday_lunch_time~2013405/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/03/28/wednesday_evening~1994100/"><default:title>Wednesday, evening</default:title><default:link>http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/03/28/wednesday_evening~1994100/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-03-28T21:48:04+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;...today was a relatively good day for me. Why ? I dont know. I did not make great mistakes in the office, and tried to regard the things around me nice, and look the world as a challange, or as a good possibility. Although, i did not manage to finish my task, but it was not my mistake, there were something wrong with my computer..I have a need to read something, as the Metro journal doesnt satisfy my interests. The Times not, either. Perhaps I buy a book this week in a bookstore, near the office, where I work. But what book will I buy ? I dont know..Perhaps I will borrow some video from the shop, or watch a movie on weekend. I have not seen any film, since I am here. I saw the last film from the beginning to the end, when I was still at home, in February. Soon April comes. I am not really interested in television series, such as Friends. They are not my style. Perhaps, the stories are too similar to my life, or everyone's life ? I have only seen some episodes (or parts from episodes), bit it did not arouse my interest. But I am not interested in the super heroes, either. I am interested in the normal people's life, but Friend's stories are too artificial for me. Okey, they are comedies. Fortunately, life is not a comedy. But sometimes it is advised to regard life as funny, but not every time. "Keep balance !"&lt;br&gt;
Soon I go to the shower. I relax a little before going to sleep. And tomorrow, an other day comes. I have to admit, that my life passes boring nowadays. Sometimes I like it, sometimes not. Really, hardly anything happens to me..I like a bit more excited life, than I have now, but only positive excitements, such as making a trip, making a good talk with a friend, etc. Not the artificial excitements.&lt;br&gt;
That is all for today. I go now. Next time !&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Good night !&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/03/28/wednesday_evening~1994100/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>...today was a relatively good day for me. Why ? I dont know. I did not make great mistakes in the office, and tried to regard the things around me nice, and look the world as a challange, or as a good possibility. Although, i did not manage to finish my task, but it was not my mistake, there were something wrong with my computer..I have a need to read something, as the Metro journal doesnt satisfy my interests. The Times not, either. Perhaps I buy a book this week in a bookstore, near the office, where I work. But what book will I buy ? I dont know..Perhaps I will borrow some video from the shop, or watch a movie on weekend. I have not seen any film, since I am here. I saw the last film from the beginning to the end, when I was still at home, in February. Soon April comes. I am not really interested in television series, such as Friends. They are not my style. Perhaps, the stories are too similar to my life, or everyone's life ? I have only seen some episodes (or parts from episodes), bit it did not arouse my interest. But I am not interested in the super heroes, either. I am interested in the normal people's life, but Friend's stories are too artificial for me. Okey, they are comedies. Fortunately, life is not a comedy. But sometimes it is advised to regard life as funny, but not every time. "Keep balance !"<br>
Soon I go to the shower. I relax a little before going to sleep. And tomorrow, an other day comes. I have to admit, that my life passes boring nowadays. Sometimes I like it, sometimes not. Really, hardly anything happens to me..I like a bit more excited life, than I have now, but only positive excitements, such as making a trip, making a good talk with a friend, etc. Not the artificial excitements.<br>
That is all for today. I go now. Next time !</p>
	<p>Good night !</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/03/28/wednesday_evening~1994100/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/03/26/first_blogging_from_england~1981703/"><default:title>First blogging from England</default:title><default:link>http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/03/26/first_blogging_from_england~1981703/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-03-26T22:29:01+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;...yes, as I have written it earlier, but of course, at that time I only wished, that it came true, so after a long time of dreaming to go to the UK to work, I arrived. I arrived, and I am here for about 1.5 months here. Well, my feelings regarding this whole "deal" is mixed. Yes, I am glad, for two reasons : first - I came from an Eastern European country to work in the more wealthy UK. second - I did, that I said to myself to do.&lt;br&gt;
Okey, lets change, and not to talk about the richness of England (my country is also rich, although not in money, but in culture), and not to talk about, what I wanted.&lt;br&gt;
I work in London, in an office. I like working there. But sometimes I find my days boring. Everyday working, then usually gym. Then eating, and sleeping. Okey, I am with friends from my country here, and work together, but sometimes I feel, that I cant be really accepted here, as I am from EastEurope. I think it from some small sign. Does the english accent matters so much ? Yes, I think, that people prefer Western European people, or USA, or Australian people. To tell the truth, I understand it, as before I came here, i have read in newspapers (in my country), that my country's people in the UK often cheat each other. But me not. Everyone lives his life. Me too. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/03/26/first_blogging_from_england~1981703/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>...yes, as I have written it earlier, but of course, at that time I only wished, that it came true, so after a long time of dreaming to go to the UK to work, I arrived. I arrived, and I am here for about 1.5 months here. Well, my feelings regarding this whole "deal" is mixed. Yes, I am glad, for two reasons : first - I came from an Eastern European country to work in the more wealthy UK. second - I did, that I said to myself to do.<br>
Okey, lets change, and not to talk about the richness of England (my country is also rich, although not in money, but in culture), and not to talk about, what I wanted.<br>
I work in London, in an office. I like working there. But sometimes I find my days boring. Everyday working, then usually gym. Then eating, and sleeping. Okey, I am with friends from my country here, and work together, but sometimes I feel, that I cant be really accepted here, as I am from EastEurope. I think it from some small sign. Does the english accent matters so much ? Yes, I think, that people prefer Western European people, or USA, or Australian people. To tell the truth, I understand it, as before I came here, i have read in newspapers (in my country), that my country's people in the UK often cheat each other. But me not. Everyone lives his life. Me too. </p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/03/26/first_blogging_from_england~1981703/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571513/"><default:title>Dont expect too much</default:title><default:link>http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571513/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-01-17T22:28:19+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;...expectations. I could collect my emotions in this word, if I can write only one word. "Dont expect too much !" - I say to myself. And dont change your mind !&lt;br&gt;
Yes, as it is, I have bought my airplane ticket to London, for the second week of February. "Dont come back too early" - I also say to myself.&lt;br&gt;
Many may think, why somebody would like to leave his homeland, for the foggy London. "Why ?"-asks my mates, and some of my friends also. Many doesnt understand. I have to be strong to myself, and not listen to others, who tells me, it is better to stay in your EasternEuropean country, and wait for a better life. They say, the things, that happens in my country, are the same, as in anywhere, for example in England as well. But I dont listen to them. If one listen everytime to others, then he/she cant reach anything. I have to stay in London, or generally in the UK for a longer time, till my mind will be free from my country's thinkings. Many people asks me, why am I not happy, if I earn much money in my country. Now I dont earn much money, but perhaps I could.&lt;br&gt;
But is money really the most important thing ? I dont think so......&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;somebody, from Eastern Europe
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571513/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>...expectations. I could collect my emotions in this word, if I can write only one word. "Dont expect too much !" - I say to myself. And dont change your mind !<br>
Yes, as it is, I have bought my airplane ticket to London, for the second week of February. "Dont come back too early" - I also say to myself.<br>
Many may think, why somebody would like to leave his homeland, for the foggy London. "Why ?"-asks my mates, and some of my friends also. Many doesnt understand. I have to be strong to myself, and not listen to others, who tells me, it is better to stay in your EasternEuropean country, and wait for a better life. They say, the things, that happens in my country, are the same, as in anywhere, for example in England as well. But I dont listen to them. If one listen everytime to others, then he/she cant reach anything. I have to stay in London, or generally in the UK for a longer time, till my mind will be free from my country's thinkings. Many people asks me, why am I not happy, if I earn much money in my country. Now I dont earn much money, but perhaps I could.<br>
But is money really the most important thing ? I dont think so......</p>
	<p>somebody, from Eastern Europe
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571513/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571506/"><default:title>Dont expect too much</default:title><default:link>http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571506/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-01-17T22:27:17+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;...expectations. I could collect my emotions in this word, if I can write only one word. "Dont expect too much !" - I say to myself. And dont change your mind !&lt;br&gt;
Yes, as it is, I have bought my airplane ticket to London, for the second week of February. "Dont come back too early" - I also say to myself.&lt;br&gt;
Many may think, why somebody would like to leave his homeland, for the foggy London. "Why ?"-asks my mates, and some of my friends also. Many doesnt understand. I have to be strong to myself, and not listen to others, who tells me, it is better to stay in your EasternEuropean country, and wait for a better life. They say, the things, that happens in my country, are the same, as in anywhere, for example in England as well. But I dont listen to them. If one listen everytime to others, then he/she cant reach anything. I have to stay in London, or generally in the UK for a longer time, till my mind will be free from my country's thinkings. Many people asks me, why am I not happy, if I earn much money in my country. Now I dont earn much money, but perhaps I could.&lt;br&gt;
But is money really the most important thing ? I dont think so......&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;somebody, from Eastern Europe
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571506/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>...expectations. I could collect my emotions in this word, if I can write only one word. "Dont expect too much !" - I say to myself. And dont change your mind !<br>
Yes, as it is, I have bought my airplane ticket to London, for the second week of February. "Dont come back too early" - I also say to myself.<br>
Many may think, why somebody would like to leave his homeland, for the foggy London. "Why ?"-asks my mates, and some of my friends also. Many doesnt understand. I have to be strong to myself, and not listen to others, who tells me, it is better to stay in your EasternEuropean country, and wait for a better life. They say, the things, that happens in my country, are the same, as in anywhere, for example in England as well. But I dont listen to them. If one listen everytime to others, then he/she cant reach anything. I have to stay in London, or generally in the UK for a longer time, till my mind will be free from my country's thinkings. Many people asks me, why am I not happy, if I earn much money in my country. Now I dont earn much money, but perhaps I could.<br>
But is money really the most important thing ? I dont think so......</p>
	<p>somebody, from Eastern Europe
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571506/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571499/"><default:title>Dont expect too much</default:title><default:link>http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571499/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-01-17T22:26:12+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;...expectations. I could collect my emotions in this word, if I can write only one word. "Dont expect too much !" - I say to myself. And dont change your mind !&lt;br&gt;
Yes, as it is, I have bought my airplane ticket to London, for the second week of February. "Dont come back too early" - I also say to myself.&lt;br&gt;
Many may think, why somebody would like to leave his homeland, for the foggy London. "Why ?"-asks my mates, and some of my friends also. Many doesnt understand. I have to be strong to myself, and not listen to others, who tells me, it is better to stay in your EasternEuropean country, and wait for a better life. They say, the things, that happens in my country, are the same, as in anywhere, for example in England as well. But I dont listen to them. If one listen everytime to others, then he/she cant reach anything. I have to stay in London, or generally in the UK for a longer time, till my mind will be free from my country's thinkings. Many people asks me, why am I not happy, if I earn much money in my country. Now I dont earn much money, but perhaps I could.&lt;br&gt;
But is money really the most important thing ? I dont think so......&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;somebody, from Eastern Europe
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571499/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>...expectations. I could collect my emotions in this word, if I can write only one word. "Dont expect too much !" - I say to myself. And dont change your mind !<br>
Yes, as it is, I have bought my airplane ticket to London, for the second week of February. "Dont come back too early" - I also say to myself.<br>
Many may think, why somebody would like to leave his homeland, for the foggy London. "Why ?"-asks my mates, and some of my friends also. Many doesnt understand. I have to be strong to myself, and not listen to others, who tells me, it is better to stay in your EasternEuropean country, and wait for a better life. They say, the things, that happens in my country, are the same, as in anywhere, for example in England as well. But I dont listen to them. If one listen everytime to others, then he/she cant reach anything. I have to stay in London, or generally in the UK for a longer time, till my mind will be free from my country's thinkings. Many people asks me, why am I not happy, if I earn much money in my country. Now I dont earn much money, but perhaps I could.<br>
But is money really the most important thing ? I dont think so......</p>
	<p>somebody, from Eastern Europe
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571499/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571492/"><default:title>Dont expect too much</default:title><default:link>http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571492/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-01-17T22:25:11+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;...expectations. I could collect my emotions in this word, if I can write only one word. "Dont expect too much !" - I say to myself. And dont change your mind !&lt;br&gt;
Yes, as it is, I have bought my airplane ticket to London, for the second week of February. "Dont come back too early" - I also say to myself.&lt;br&gt;
Many may think, why somebody would like to leave his homeland, for the foggy London. "Why ?"-asks my mates, and some of my friends also. Many doesnt understand. I have to be strong to myself, and not listen to others, who tells me, it is better to stay in your EasternEuropean country, and wait for a better life. They say, the things, that happens in my country, are the same, as in anywhere, for example in England as well. But I dont listen to them. If one listen everytime to others, then he/she cant reach anything. I have to stay in London, or generally in the UK for a longer time, till my mind will be free from my country's thinkings. Many people asks me, why am I not happy, if I earn much money in my country. Now I dont earn much money, but perhaps I could.&lt;br&gt;
But is money really the most important thing ? I dont think so......&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;somebody, from Eastern Europe
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2007/01/17/dont_expect_too_much~1571492/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>...expectations. I could collect my emotions in this word, if I can write only one word. "Dont expect too much !" - I say to myself. And dont change your mind !<br>
Yes, as it is, I have bought my airplane ticket to London, for the second week of February. "Dont come back too early" - I also say to myself.<br>
Many may think, why somebody would like to leave his homeland, for the foggy London. "Why ?"-asks my mates, and some of my friends also. Many doesnt understand. I have to be strong to myself, and not listen to others, who tells me, it is better to stay in your EasternEuropean country, and wait for a better life. They say, the things, that happens in my country, are the same, as in anywhere, for example in England as well. But I dont listen to them. If one listen everytime to others, then he/she cant reach anything. I have to stay in London, or generally in the UK for a longer time, till my mind will be free from my country's thinkings. Many people asks me, why am I not happy, if I earn much money in my country. Now I dont earn much money, but perhaps I could.<br>
But is money really the most important thing ? I dont think so......</p>
	<p>somebody, from Eastern Europe
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2006/12/04/bad_day_cont~1402460/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Yes, perhaps the most interesting thing, that I realized in my near past, that some, whom I think, i know very much, and I think, they also know me very much : but we differ not so little, as I thought.
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I cant see exactly my future. When I sometimes listen to advices of others, they dont give me the advices, that I think, they would give me.&lt;br&gt;
I need some more money, because I want to relocate abroad, to Western Europe. The past 30 years were interesting, sometimes sad, sometimes happy around me, but I plane my future abroad. Perhaps England can be okey. I was there in my near past. I liked the life there. Some things keeps me now at my birthland (it can sound ugly - the country, where I lived), but after arranging my things, I try to go to England again.  I have to believe in myself, I cannot afford myself to be only a toy for others. Cont...
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2006/12/04/bad_day~1402453/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I dont like some things around me. Forgive me for my bad english, I am not an englishman.<br>
I cant see exactly my future. When I sometimes listen to advices of others, they dont give me the advices, that I think, they would give me.<br>
I need some more money, because I want to relocate abroad, to Western Europe. The past 30 years were interesting, sometimes sad, sometimes happy around me, but I plane my future abroad. Perhaps England can be okey. I was there in my near past. I liked the life there. Some things keeps me now at my birthland (it can sound ugly - the country, where I lived), but after arranging my things, I try to go to England again.  I have to believe in myself, I cannot afford myself to be only a toy for others. Cont...
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2006/12/04/bad_day~1402241/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Today is a bad day for me. Detalis later.
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	&lt;p&gt;I am from Eastern Eruope. It is my second trial as a blogger.  For years I had a blog, but I had stopped it, as I had lost my job, and had no enough money to support it. Perhaps now. I just try to write about the world, that I see....
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://easterneuropeanblogger.blog.co.uk/2006/12/03/first_trial~1397190/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Hello Everybody !</p>
	<p>I am from Eastern Eruope. It is my second trial as a blogger.  For years I had a blog, but I had stopped it, as I had lost my job, and had no enough money to support it. Perhaps now. I just try to write about the world, that I see....
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