<?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-7765161</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:33:53.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>front.page.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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>158</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765161.post-116147163639073822</id><published>2006-10-21T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T19:00:37.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>slap in the face.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ilvbono/275642288/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/121/275642288_1e6a0e0305_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ilvbono/275642288/"&gt;slap in the face.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ilvbono/"&gt;i threw a guitar at him&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;dafsfasd&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-116147163639073822?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/116147163639073822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=116147163639073822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/116147163639073822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/116147163639073822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/10/slap-in-face.html' title='slap in the face.'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-115194773964919286</id><published>2006-07-03T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T13:31:55.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c183/acrobat_icons/U2%20icons/AB24.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/cool.gif" /&gt; MOOD: cool &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Linger by The Cranberries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Back to my blog again. Yay! It's summer. But again that's kind of a &lt;b&gt;BOO&lt;/b&gt; response. There isn't alot to do around here. Well, except I start work in a day.&lt;br /&gt;Later this afternoon I go bowling with the boyfriend. Yep, that's right. Me, myself, I ... have a boyfriend. &lt;i&gt;he's great&lt;/i&gt;. Let's just forget about Mr. Maybe for a while. But, I know I'll crush teh bf  this afternoon. I am the QUEEN of all that is bowling. Last time I went with Norman, I got 2 strikes and a spare in a ROW homes. That's amazing. I was gonna get better, but Norman started cheating by yelling insanitys when I went up to bowl. So, I'm excited about that, and getting back on a daily routine. No, I'm not an &lt;b&gt;uptight neat freak&lt;/b&gt;. I just like having something to do. Especially at the Math and Science center [my work]. There are some great programs there, and the people R.O.C.K. Well. I'm off for the day. I'll be sure to come back and post, regularly. ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-115194773964919286?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/115194773964919286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=115194773964919286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/115194773964919286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/115194773964919286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/07/mood-cool-music-linger-by-cranberries.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c183/acrobat_icons/U2%20icons/th_AB24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765161.post-114739037668716187</id><published>2006-05-11T19:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T19:32:56.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c281/x_Amidala_x/Kingdom%20Hearts/axelroxas.png" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/happy.gif" /&gt; MOOD: clam... kinda &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: People Watching by Jack Johnson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another &lt;b&gt;unproductive day&lt;/b&gt; as usual. What did you ever expect my darling? Hmmm tomorrow's an even day. Woopie. That consists of 2 hours EACH :&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2, Home Ec, and Pe.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I can't &lt;i&gt;WAIT&lt;/i&gt; Hahaha. Ok, I'll quit with the synical behaviour. At least I have CSI to look foward to tonight. And hanging with the coolest Algebra 2 kids ever tomorrow. Umm, oh yeah, did I forget.&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW's FRIDAY! bwhahahaha. How cool. Ok... this post needs to just die. It's DIFLICTED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-114739037668716187?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/114739037668716187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=114739037668716187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114739037668716187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114739037668716187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/05/mood-clam.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c281/x_Amidala_x/Kingdom%20Hearts/th_axelroxas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765161.post-114727679063985286</id><published>2006-05-10T11:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T11:59:50.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v326/pbvalla/LJ/Icons/House/s2/heu_028.png" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/happy.gif" /&gt; MOOD: happy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Red Hill Mining Town by U2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, W00tz.&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess?&lt;br /&gt;I'm OUT OF SCHOOL! 6 hours early. Haha, eat that buddies. My &lt;b&gt;darling&lt;/b&gt; mother came and picked me up after Algebra 2. Why? I ... don't really know. I was trying to convince her that my day was pointless [as it is], and I guess she understood.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me insanely happy :}. A whole day of just... whatever. The sun shinning with a slight breeze, open that window up and throw on some U2 and Norah Jones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;TADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pure bliss.&lt;br /&gt;=&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; the house last night was AMAZING. I seriously can't get enough of that show. Can't wait until Friday when it comes on USA. Haha, how pathetic does that make me seem? But mhmmm. Good news. One SOL down, only 2 left. Welll, off to spend my day in any great way I can think of. xoxox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-114727679063985286?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/114727679063985286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=114727679063985286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114727679063985286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114727679063985286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/05/mood-happy-music-red-hill-mining-town.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-114530377686055392</id><published>2006-04-17T15:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T15:56:16.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/pbw.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/cool.gif" /&gt; MOOD: calm &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: So Sick by Ne-Yo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... wtf am I listening to this song? Probably cause I heard it in Journeys and it's been stuck in my head since.&lt;br /&gt;Life can be so depressing. Example: School tomorrow, after a week and one day of vacation. Goddamnit. But, look on the brightside, only &lt;b&gt;nine weeks&lt;/b&gt; of school left. MWHAHAHA. But yes, today was perfect, the weather anyway. I woke up to a light rain, and then went to Olive Garden for lunch. W00tz. But, um. Yeah. Ok, this post frigin SUCKS. It's so... not interesting. But nothing's happened... that's interesting. Except I keep thinking about that &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;MR.MAYBE&lt;/span&gt; and how I hate him, but really like him at the same time. *sigh*. Life can be so derpessing.&lt;br /&gt;Fell in love with a new song&lt;br /&gt;Called &lt;b&gt;Breathe (2am) by Anna Nalick&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;cause you can't jump the tracks we're like cars on a cable, life's like a hourglass glued to the table, they can't find the rewind button now, just cradle your head in your hands, and breathe, just breathe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 days until I can &lt;b&gt;retake&lt;/b&gt; the Learners Permit test &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-114530377686055392?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/114530377686055392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=114530377686055392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114530377686055392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114530377686055392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/04/mood-calm-music-so-sick-by-ne-yo-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-114194272278495182</id><published>2006-03-09T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T17:27:26.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/miserable.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/cheer.gif" /&gt; MOOD: so frigin happy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Fix You by Coldplay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... is this even... even POSSIBLE? Am I... happy? Had a good day?&lt;br /&gt;HELL YESS BITCH. It was just... friendly, and then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MR. MAYBE &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;gave me a smile that lit up my day. And a wave... oh yess the boy said Hello. And ... he has flirted with me.&lt;br /&gt;*dreammy sigh* And here I am listening to such a sad... depressing song, but I'm about to burst with happiness. What-a-FREAK. Lol. Let's just simply put it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 17px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:35;"  &gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -4px; span: color:#333333;" &gt;Even though it was just for a minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 6px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:35;"  &gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -4px; span: color:#66cccc;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;I crossed his mind &lt;/b&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-114194272278495182?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/114194272278495182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=114194272278495182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114194272278495182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114194272278495182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/03/mood-so-frigin-happy-music-fix-you-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-114168980811547396</id><published>2006-03-06T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T19:03:28.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/ofyou.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/bedazled.gif" /&gt; MOOD: just... wow &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Don't You Forget About Me by Simple Minds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What the hell is wrong with me? It's like... It's like a &lt;strong&gt;drug&lt;/strong&gt; or something. It's so addictive. I hurt, I &lt;em&gt;emotionally, &lt;/em&gt;physically hurt, with a hurt that won't go away. One that' won't go away until I see his eyes. Until I see his eyes looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 17px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:35;"  &gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -7px; span: "&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I &lt;u&gt;HATE&lt;/u&gt; stoplights now. Especially the one at the corner of Victoria Square. It just has to go. I think God wants me to sufer. Am I ... in ... &lt;strong&gt;LOVE?&lt;/strong&gt; No... I won't let myself. Won't EVER let myself... EVER. But why do I feel this way? God Damnit, I gotta snap out of this mood! I gotta snap... out... out OF HIM. I just dunno. In a couple of weeks we'll be spending a whole weekend together. And if I actually get the guts, I might actually spend Saturday night with him. God damnit. What the hell is wrong with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-114168980811547396?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/114168980811547396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=114168980811547396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114168980811547396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114168980811547396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/03/mood-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-114158234965900107</id><published>2006-03-05T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T13:12:29.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/pbw.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/confused.gif" /&gt; MOOD: ack &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Brown Sugar by The Rolling Stones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACKK. Where the heck did my weekend go? It's already Sunday! Sure, 1:05pm, but my afternoon is basically done with once I get off the computer. I have homework, homework, and &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; homework. Then church, church, and ... more homework! Gosh, frigin teachers and their homework fetishes...&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, tomorrow is a Monday. Oh... joy. I hate school.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been obsessing with The Who's Tommy. Especially that one song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMASH THE MIRROR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It didn't hit me until this morning that it reminded me of someone. How'd I get reminded? He walked in and did the exact thing the song talks about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't answer my call&lt;br /&gt;With even a nod or a twitch&lt;br /&gt;But you gaze at your own reflection!&lt;br /&gt;You don't seem to see me&lt;br /&gt;But I think you can see yourself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The boy... won't nod, wave, or ANYTHING when I say hi. Nope, nada, &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt;. But... gosh. He can sit around and wail on his little guitar for hours looking all '0h-so-cool'. PSH to him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I might just have to smash his &lt;strong&gt;guitar&lt;/strong&gt; [mirror].&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-114158234965900107?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/114158234965900107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=114158234965900107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114158234965900107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114158234965900107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/03/mood-ack-music-brown-sugar-by-rolling.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-114143013327879252</id><published>2006-03-03T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T18:55:48.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/sf13.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/angry.gif" /&gt; MOOD: PISSED-OFF &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Pinball Wizard by The Who&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is it with guys? Or at least the stupid one I'm being hypnotized by right now? I mean, come on. He's such a loser, freak, annyoing &lt;strong&gt;SOB&lt;/strong&gt;. I IM him, and he's like... hey, and that's it. Then like... 20 minutes later he im's me on my away asking for a website I said I'd give him... a little while ago. PSH. To late buddy. I'm &lt;em&gt;away&lt;/em&gt;. Maybe if you had talked and I hadn't gone away you'd have them. BUT GRRR. Watch, now I'm probably gonna IM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking sick&lt;br /&gt;of being a fucking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 17px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:35;"  &gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -6px; span: "&gt;HOPLESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -6px;font-family:tahoma;font-size:30;color:#cccccc;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;romantic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 17px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:35;"  &gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -6px; span: "&gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -6px;font-family:tahoma;font-size:30;color:#cccccc;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 17px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:35;"  &gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -6px; span: "&gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -6px;font-family:tahoma;font-size:30;color:#cccccc;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 17px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:35;"  &gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -6px; span: "&gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -6px;font-family:tahoma;font-size:30;color:#cccccc;"   &gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -6px; span: "&gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -6px;font-family:tahoma;font-size:30;color:#cccccc;"   &gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 24px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:35;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-114143013327879252?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/114143013327879252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=114143013327879252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114143013327879252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114143013327879252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/03/mood-pissed-off-music-pinball-wizard.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-114117331140280044</id><published>2006-02-28T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T19:37:24.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/patd.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/sick.gif" /&gt; MOOD: EEEK &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Where'd You Go? by Fort Minor&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13px;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:35;"  &gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -2px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this is totally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -2px;font-family:times new roman;font-size:30;color:#cccccc;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;frigin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LETTER-SPACING: -2px;font-family:times new roman;font-size:30;color:#cccccc;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:26;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ORGASMIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/nirvana.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;you have no idea.&lt;/u&gt; i mean, it's not mine. it belongs to the librarys (&lt;strong&gt;the stickers... ehhh&lt;/strong&gt;). But this baby is mine for two damn weeks. and you better bet we're going to have some fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-114117331140280044?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/114117331140280044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=114117331140280044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114117331140280044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114117331140280044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/02/mood-eeek-music-whered-you-go-by-fort.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-114108839952583168</id><published>2006-02-27T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T19:38:03.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/dcfc2.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/laugh.gif" /&gt; MOOD: Hyper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Violence by Blink182&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But dude... what a FUNNY DAY! This day was just haliorous for some reason. Can't really tell you why though. Cause for part of it I was depressed. Well, ok let's get to the chase. One of my friends came to me and my 'fag friend' on advice for, um, giving &lt;em&gt;blow.jobs. &lt;/em&gt;Yup... blow jobs. Well, of course we were like... Dude, who are you gonna give head to? And guess who? One of my ex-boyfriends. Hmm, what an ironic fucked up life right? I'm not &lt;strong&gt;angry&lt;/strong&gt; or anything. I'm just... "How much did he bribe her to do this?" feeling. Well, like the bitch I am... I um. How can I ... put this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I told her they like it when you bit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yup... what a bitch I am right? Well, it's all fun and games. Just um... a little&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-114108839952583168?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/114108839952583168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=114108839952583168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114108839952583168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114108839952583168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/02/mood-hyper-music-violence-by-blink182.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-114098216772159763</id><published>2006-02-26T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T14:29:27.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/dcfc.gif" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/cheer.gif" /&gt; MOOD: Pretty Durn Happy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Amphetamine by Everclear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... it's Sunday, and omg, is this even possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm actually happy!&lt;/strong&gt; On a &lt;em&gt;Sunday&lt;/em&gt;. Like, whoa.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this could explain it... maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my sunday school teacher took me and this other girl to uh, STARBUCKS. Hehe, I got a caramel frappacino ♥  Totally awesome right? Plus the chick that came is totally awesome, so that's sweet too. Also, I didn't have to worry about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. Maybe&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;He was off and away. No where to be seen, so HA. But, um, probably the main part was someone pretty important to me showed up at my church today. I walked into the Santucary to set up my guitar and stuff for the Hymn today, and I saw an extra guitar, one that was pretty familiar. I was like... "WHOA OMG!". The guitar belongs to a dude who went to my old church. He taught me most of what I know *wink*. But... he's kinda like an Uncle to me. He helped me with my guitar, my music collection, but most importantly, with myself/self esteem. So, I was really excited to see him. I got the honor of playing with him today durning the Hymn. (It was just gonna be me but hey) But yeah... that's probably why I'm happy. Frappicino + Wes = &lt;strong&gt;Happy Happy Bec.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and it could be i looked pretty awesome in my new outfit. But hey, who gives a crap right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-114098216772159763?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/114098216772159763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=114098216772159763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114098216772159763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114098216772159763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/02/mood-pretty-durn-happy-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-114090598241053800</id><published>2006-02-25T17:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T17:19:42.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/Icons/cp6.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;imhttp:&gt;MOOD: Chill &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Everything Changes by Staind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woow. I'm posting in my blog. FINALLY thank the lord. Yes, some parts are being revamped, but what the hey, I feel so, so, strange without my beauutiful little blog. WHICH, part of the revamp is a new layout. So &lt;em&gt;ohhh&lt;/em&gt; what now?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - Moving On. It's a Saturday, and I'm not out doing something. Which also feels strange. All last Saturday I was in the city taking pictures and hanging out. Last night I went shopping with my parents, which was a hassle, as usual. My mom expects me to dress like an 80 year old, even though she keeps telling me she wants me to dress the way I want too. After she stormed out of Aeropostle (which btw: I've never been in before), we go up to the new mall in Short Pump. Which is extremely weird, but hey whatever. My mom drags me into Ann Taylor, and we finally come to a &lt;em&gt;sort of&lt;/em&gt; agreement on some things. She got this... ok... skirt for me, which I agreed to, and she agreed to a shirt I wanted. I also got a purse (another new thing for me) and some polo-ish shirts at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Target. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But yeah, that's how my weekend's gone. Most of my Sunday won't actually be devoted to church. The Youth Group went on a retreat, including &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mr. Maybe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;. One of my friends got the idea I wanted to flick him off, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;, but it's not true! So... I hope out of all of her stupidity, she'll do something smart, and &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; flick him off for me. But um, yeah, I'm just lounging around, watching &lt;u&gt;What Not To Wear&lt;/u&gt;. God, what a B-O-R-I-N-G post. But hey, fuck you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-114090598241053800?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/114090598241053800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=114090598241053800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114090598241053800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/114090598241053800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/02/mood-chill-music-everything-changes-by_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/Icons/th_cp6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765161.post-113674642330655306</id><published>2006-01-08T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T13:53:43.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently Under A Construction Thing... bRB!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-113674642330655306?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/113674642330655306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=113674642330655306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113674642330655306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113674642330655306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/01/currently-under-construction-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-113616782121771801</id><published>2006-01-01T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T21:10:21.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/john2.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/laugh.gif" /&gt; MOOD: BWHAHAHAHA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Aluminum by The White Stripes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah man, totally triped out raw indie rock by the Stripes. GOTTA LOVE IT HOMIE!! Haha, *cough* I'm ok... yep, totally A-OK. I got to go to my party last night... which is totally awesome. But school is like in... 1 day?? WTF? Haha, but um, yah. RETARD POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARW!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pushes shuffle on iPod*&lt;br /&gt;1. My Hero- FooFighters&lt;br /&gt;2. Velvet Snow- Kings of Leon&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Not Fade Away- The Rolling Stones&lt;br /&gt;4. Sweet Home Alabama- Lynyrd Skynyrd&lt;br /&gt;5. Voodoo Child - Jimi 'the god' Hendrix (for real! that's what it says on my iPod lmao)&lt;br /&gt;6. Needles In My Eyes- The Beta Band&lt;br /&gt;7. Minority- Green Day&lt;br /&gt;8. All You Need Is Love- The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;9. Cupid De Locke- Smashing Pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;10. Scentless Apprentice- Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;11. He's A Whore- Cheap Trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;emptiness is loneliness, and loneliness is cleanlinessand cleanliness is godliness, and god is empty just like me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-smashing pumpkins BABY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-113616782121771801?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/113616782121771801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=113616782121771801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113616782121771801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113616782121771801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2006/01/mood-bwhahahaha-music-aluminum-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-113607553323345802</id><published>2005-12-31T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T19:32:13.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/sf2.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/cheer.gif" /&gt; MOOD: Excited, Hopeful &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: I Bet That You Look Good on the Dance Floor by Arctic Monkeys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I am TOTALLY excited! My friend just invited me to a new years party. It was totally last minute though... So I dunno if my parents will let me go. I REALLY REALLY hope they will though!! This new song frigin ROCKS! I bought a Blender Magizine, and it suggested it, so I went in search, found, and conquered. But, um, yeah. ANYWHO. Man... I really really really really really want to go! Like... uber freaking bad man! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;REALLY REALLY REALLY BAD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... thinking of other things (whilst my father decides) Like my switchfoot icon? Hehe, I'm getting better and better at my icon... making deal. But, erm yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAN I REALLY WANNA GO!! REALLY REALLY REALLY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaaannn. i hope, pray, YES everything... that i can go. Crap, I'll clean my room... maybe it'll make me look responsible. Off to clean dudes! *wish me luck*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-113607553323345802?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/113607553323345802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=113607553323345802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113607553323345802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113607553323345802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/12/mood-excited-hopeful-music-i-bet-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-113590560323370325</id><published>2005-12-29T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T12:16:49.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/b9.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/sleeping.gif" /&gt; MOOD: REALLY TIRED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Stars by Switchfoot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... I finally went and bought this song. It'd get stuck in my head and I'd sing it over and over... and I finally downloaded it! I LOVE IT!! It so rocks. Like my icon... it rocks too... Especially since I made it... But since I'm so cool and lazy, I'm gonna put the stars music video in this post. Do you like switchfoot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="RAOCXplayer" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/" src="http://videocodes4u.com/video/file_44725.asx" width="300" height="250" type="application/x-mplayer2" displaysize="0" enablecontextmenu="0" loop="True" showstatusbar="0" showcontrols="1" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-113590560323370325?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/113590560323370325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=113590560323370325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113590560323370325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113590560323370325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/12/mood-really-tired-music-stars-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-113570474650683099</id><published>2005-12-27T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T13:00:52.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/white.gif" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/happy.gif" /&gt; MOOD: Happy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: The Denial Twist by The White Stripes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO! This song sooo rocks! Yah gotta know. I saw it on Daily Download the other day, and feel in love. The White Stripes kick major ass. I'm happy... Christmas is over and done with, now I just have to survive the rest of the break! I wish I could go somewhere today, I probably won't though. It's cool... cause tomorrow is the first official meeting/practice of the best band to ever come... MINE!! Haha, well... it's not mine, but I'm in it. Playing guitar and maybe vocals. I'm the only chick... my special someone is on guitar too. With his lil bro on base, and a werido freak on drums. But, they're all cool so it'll be cool and YEAH! I just gotta beg my dad to drive me over there tomorrow. It probably won't be hard cause my dad has always wanted me to get off my ass and join a band... so I guess he gets his wish! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... um yeah. Wow, Christmas night was amazing. I spent &lt;b&gt;4 hours&lt;/b&gt; on the phone with my ex-boyfriend. Crazy... I know. I don't really understand why, it could of been because I was bored out of my mind...but then why didn't I hang up when it rolled around midnight? I dunno... I needed some advice and he gave it to me. He needed someone to talk to so I was there. I don't have any feelings but still... WEERRRIIIDDD. Well... for now I'm off to work on a Fall Out Boy tab in shorts and my new (way to big) William and Mary Hoody. Alas, off to work. LATER!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-113570474650683099?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/113570474650683099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=113570474650683099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113570474650683099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113570474650683099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/12/mood-happy-music-denial-twist-by-white.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-113546660034473118</id><published>2005-12-24T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T18:23:20.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/jtav2.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/cheer.gif" /&gt; MOOD: Excited&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Nervous Breakdown by Black Flag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo excited and have no idea why!! I'm going to church for the Christmas Eve service in a couple of minutes... that's not to exciting. I get my guitar tomorrow OOHHH YEAH! Power baby power! Haha, but yeah anyway. This Christmas Eve feels nothing like all the other ones. Usually, I'd be a bundle of exictement, waiting for the night to be over and for morning to quickly come. But this year... it's just like... yeah, whatever. &lt;br /&gt;I was kinda like that towards school this year too. Usually, after summer, people are like YES I want to go back to school already! See my friends, have something to do, yada-yada. But... this year, I was like... no... I honestly don't want to. But, um yeah. I've spent most of the day ether playing DDR, or learning how to play "Sugar We're Going Down" by Fall Out Boy on the guitar. The only reason being because the band I'm probably gonna join up wants to learn that song. So I figured I'd go ahead and practice! Makes me look better. Haha. It's pretty easy except this one part after the chorus, it has a mixture of palm muting with non... palm muting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... I can palm mute. Yes... I can play without the mute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; But put both together ... and I'm screwed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can do it, I'm sure! Well, gotta run. Church and ... a very cute someone awaits me *wink*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-113546660034473118?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/113546660034473118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=113546660034473118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113546660034473118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113546660034473118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/12/mood-excited-music-nervous-breakdown.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-113538491689981126</id><published>2005-12-23T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T19:41:56.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/jtav2.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/cheer.gif" /&gt; MOOD: Proud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Taper Jean Girl by Kings of Leon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alllrighty! I love this song... can't get enough of it! "UH-Huh, Chey-HEY". Great stuff. And I just got thier first album... so can't wait to listen to it! I also made this little gif. Hahaha gotta love it. I finally got windows to let me take screenshots -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img363.imageshack.us/img363/7497/jtdoor1sf.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just gotta love it don't you? Haha. But yes, tomorrow is Christmas Eve! That is like... un-real to me. But then again... alot of stuff is. Can't wait til after Christmas... I am gonna force all my friends to hang out with me... somewhere. I'm sure all of there are as bored as I am! Haha, but yeah. Um, what was I gonna say? Can't quite remember... what a shame what a shame. Well, off with me! Adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-113538491689981126?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/113538491689981126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=113538491689981126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113538491689981126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113538491689981126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/12/mood-proud-music-taper-jean-girl-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-113527146433298500</id><published>2005-12-22T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T12:11:04.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/jtav2.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/cheer.gif" /&gt; MOOD: Happy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: White Men in Black Suites by Everclear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh... it's Christmas break!! But oddly... it doesn't feel like it. Chistmas is only in 4 days. Usually I'd be going crazy, wondering what I'm gonna get and who I'm gonna see... but it's not this way this year. Maybe it's because I know what I'm getting. But then again, I'm not even excited. I'm still getting stuff from my Grandparents and Aunt that I don't know what they are (well except the Bible from Grandma). But, I'm still not excited. I'm going to Va Beach to see my friends, still not excited. I can sleep in for two weeks, ...still not. What the hell is wrong with me?? It's really starting to scare me. Maybe though... it might be because ever since I was born I've celebrated Christmas in Dinwiddie, and this year is a no go. I can see the dump truck taking my trash away out of my window right now, cozy. But yeah... the exams are finally over. I got a 86 B on my History one, not to bad. Though my teacher was a little disappointed. I have to get all my Homies together before break is over though... that's for one thing. I dunno... my life has been lacking drama. Which is so great you just have no idea. I just don't know. It's all very ... curious. Well... I'm gonna try and make some more icons and then go back and practice guitar. But um... yeah. Gosh... lame ass post this was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-113527146433298500?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/113527146433298500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=113527146433298500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113527146433298500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113527146433298500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/12/mood-happy-music-white-men-in-black.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-113493441892381379</id><published>2005-12-18T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T14:33:41.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/jtav2.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/angry.gif" /&gt; MOOD: Frustrated &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Walk On[Single Version AUSSIE] by U2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh durn it. I was up until 12 o'clock last night studying... not because I really needed to study, basically just because, well, I was bored and couldn't go to sleep. Go ahead...laugh... *sniff* But yeah, anyway, my spanish is pretty much under-control! I actaully really want to take the exam tomorrow so I can go ahead and get it over with. I have to look up somethings for the english exam but yes. I'm just so SICK of studying! And I'm pissed off because we have half days all week, and I'll have nothing to do but come and sit at this computer and try to accomplish something. I tried my best at creating a couple of icons... didn't quite work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/6.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're &lt;em&gt;ok&lt;/em&gt;. I guess with practice comes brillance right? So, I guess I'll practice because I have nothing BETTER to do. Hopefully tomorrow I can hang some after school at the library with my peeps there yo. But, erm, yeah. I really want to remember how I made the 2nd Icon... but I can't remeber!! AHHH *sigh* But yeah. Oh my gwash, amazing, I've been on the computer for nearly a hour and haven't logged on Aim. I think I'm going crazy... And, guess what? I've read 232 page's of the COMPLETE and UNABRIGED version of The Stand! WOOT WOOT! Go me *dances* Well, g2run, wish me luck on exams and icons hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-113493441892381379?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/113493441892381379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=113493441892381379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113493441892381379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113493441892381379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/12/mood-frustrated-music-walk-onsingle.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-113486803607592910</id><published>2005-12-17T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T20:07:16.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/jtav2.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/sleeping.gif" /&gt; MOOD: TIRED!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Sweetest Thing by U2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, I am so tired there is just no way. I just spent the last hour and a half running around the internet... trying to gather up info on making icons. I've always know how... but, I dunno. I think that's gonna be my next... "hobby". Besides my guitar ^^ But it kinda saddens me because I don't play my guitar as much as I used to, and I don't play it as much as I should! *sigh* It is all very depressing. And what else is? MY GRADES!! You promise not to tell? Ok... lemme show you them. I need a rant --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Spanish 2: A+&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;em&gt;Great right? YEP! I love spainish, it's a great class! But only one problem... I've forgotten half my vocabulary and the exam is in 2 days. I know I should study, but for some reason or another I probably won't get to it. I hope I got a C on the writing exam, and hopefully I'll get a A or a B on the multipule choice part.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Algebra 2: A&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;Great again. That class is EASY, and the people in it rock. But I have a few missing homework assignments that again my lazy ass won't finish. Hopefully I do good on the exam, but we've already had that rant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;English 9:&lt;/u&gt; D+ &lt;em&gt;Oh Jesus is right. I HAVE A BETTER GRADE IN &lt;/em&gt;SPANISH&lt;em&gt; THEN IN ENGLISH COME ON!! But, hopefully if I turn in that missing homework assignment it'll pull it back up to a C, then I'll kick ass in the exam (which is worth 20%!) and bring it back up to a B, and then to a A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Home Ec:&lt;/u&gt; A &lt;em&gt;Du-Du-Duuuu I don't see that changing, especially since our exam is open book *snickers*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Biology: F+&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;  I dunno why they put pluses there. I guess it trys to take your mind away from just the &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt; F&lt;/span&gt;. You're like... YAY! A +! But... yeah, I have that because of our labs [0/4] and my big fat 34 on the test. I was gonna stay after friday to take it over, but something happend at school and they kicked us all out. Again, I said I'd study this weekend... but so far, nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PE/Health: ? NFC (No F***ing Clue)&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;I STILL haven't gotten that grade from him. I sooo have to study for the exam, figuring I flunked the test in Health, skipped the Sex Ed test, and didn't dress out 2 days. GOSH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;World History:&lt;/u&gt; C &lt;em&gt;Ok, not to bad, considering that doesn't count my Timeline Drawing, or my Project. But I haven't turned in two sets of notes. ... shiite. Wtf is wrong with me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself I'll come home and study, but for some reason... it just doesn't happen. I have to get good grades to stay in Meadowbrook... and I so want to stay. I have to get good grades so when my parents go "OMG You don't do anything but get online, hang, and play guitar" I can go "Yeah, but my grades are good." I HAVE TO GET GOOD GRADES!!! It's not the computer distracting me... I know this... but who knows. I have to get on top of it. And since I'm a bitch like this... I guess I know what distracted me and made me go from a straight A student to this... TYLER! My ex-boyfriend FREAK. And I hope he's happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... this means... that tomorrow, no computer, no guitar, no phone, no tv, NOTHING. Not until I have studied my ass off in Spanish, English, and a little Biology. GOT IT? Ok... wish me luck cause Jesus know's I frigin need it. Now, good night and farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw: Did I tell you? I went shopping at Ann Taylor (Holy Crap is right) and I like what I bought... alot (Holy Crap times 10)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-113486803607592910?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/113486803607592910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=113486803607592910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113486803607592910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113486803607592910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/12/mood-tired-music-sweetest-thing-by-u2.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-113477050504922226</id><published>2005-12-16T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T17:01:45.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/jtav2.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/sleeping.gif" /&gt; MOOD: Tired &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Come Back by FooFighters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uggghh. I wish exams would just be OVER already. I still ahve three days left of them... like, oh my gwash. That's really diflicted. I took my algebra II one today, and my teacher handed it back, and was like, "You have 12 mistakes, you should go over it." Well, with the 12 mistakes I would of scored a 76, aka C. Soo, that's not the best, but it's ok. But, me like a dumbass went back and changed some answers, hoping she'd tell me if it had gotten worse. Well, because the people who run my school are dumbasses, we didn't have a full exam class period for our 2nd period exams, and she didn't have the time to cause the bell rang. SOOO if I score worse then a C, I am gonna be so pissed there is just no... mmmm. But yeah. PE was kinda, interesting today. My friend really wanted to play with the soccer ball,  since the guys who usually do were playin bball today. *gansta sign yo yo* So I was like... gosh... finnnneeee. It was kinda weird though cause I was trying to look good infront of a certian guy &lt;em&gt;*wink wink*&lt;/em&gt; but everytime I did... I did worse then when I didn't try to look cool. Ohhh the irony right? Yep. My friend kicks like... weird. She can get the ball all the way to the top of the bleachers... I was like, Holy Crap Yo, that's not normal. But yeah. Oh, and I've been exiled from my usual lunch table (on even days) because I didn't sit with them today. Instead I sat with the losers (even though they don't admit it). But they're cool ether way. Hahaha. But yeah, anyWHO I'll get my seat back don't you worry! But yeah... another boring weekend cause all of my friends have abonded me to do their own thing. Gosh. Well, gotta run. Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-113477050504922226?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/113477050504922226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=113477050504922226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113477050504922226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113477050504922226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/12/mood-tired-music-come-back-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-113469534905850863</id><published>2005-12-15T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T20:31:18.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/jtav2.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/happy.gif" /&gt; MOOD: Happy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC: Rock'n'Me by Steve Miller&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well, my blog is back up. And I swear I'll be faithful and post. Dude, I probably won't have anything else better to do. Plus I need to get out my day's happy rants or not so happy rants... other wize my friends would think I am a frigin crazy idiot. Well, they kinda do already but oh well. ETHER WAY--- onto &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; life. Tomorrow's Friday, the official start of Highschool Exams. For the stupid county I live in anyway. The rest of Virginia can wait. *rolls eyes* But yep, it's second period exams, which means Algebra II for me. It shouldn't be that hard... I'll probably flip through my note book the last five minutes of 1st period and rush to 2nd period, hoping my stalker Ex-Boyfriend isn't following me. I'll take a seat with all the sophmores, pull out my pencil and do just fine... I hope. I've always been good at school, especially at math. I'm double accelearted... meaning I'm two grades ahead of my time. I'm a freshman in a junior class, that makes me feel really smart, but really dorky at the same time. Oh well, the people in there are really funny and though it's really boring, I can always count on the asians behind me to show me some awesome card tricks, a game a poker, or some computer tips *wink* . But ether way, after Friday comes Saturday, then Sunday, then back to Monday. Monday's 1st period and 3rd period exams. Spanish and English... oh... the joy. Well, wish me luck *crosses fingers* and light on the bus ride to school Monday, Tuesday, and Wedensday (gotta &lt;em&gt;rep-re-sent&lt;/em&gt; SLACKER-CRAMERS). Well, I'm out for now. Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-113469534905850863?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/113469534905850863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=113469534905850863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113469534905850863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/113469534905850863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/12/mood-happy-music-rocknme-by-steve.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-112431798570875379</id><published>2005-08-17T18:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T18:33:05.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Music: If I'm The Only One by Mellisa Etheridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... i gotta get to work and make some more stuff! LOL. Just finished an owen wilson layout! the aragorn and awren one is coming up. I also need a counter. eh... my life -_- tis crazy. my school's open house is on september...1st? then school starts on the 6th. i dont want to go back. NOOOOO. oh well, life moves on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-112431798570875379?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/112431798570875379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=112431798570875379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/112431798570875379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/112431798570875379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/08/music-if-im-only-one-by-mellisa.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-112396881321403586</id><published>2005-08-13T17:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T17:33:33.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh</title><content type='html'>I am sooo tired. Just got back from south carolina... gr. I gotta get back to work! gotta start makin more stuff man! but yeah... gotta do a ton of stuff... but for now... pizza awaits me BWHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-112396881321403586?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/112396881321403586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=112396881321403586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/112396881321403586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/112396881321403586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/08/ugh.html' title='ugh'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-112361624602532730</id><published>2005-08-09T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T15:37:26.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH I NEED A SCHEDUALE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Music: Let Go by A Sheep At The Wheel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ARGH life is sooo hetic at this moment... its crazy. Well, ok not so hectic. But still come on! My bff is moving... to south america -_- I have &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to make some more layouts graphics and stuff, I have to practice guitar... and my MOM IS DRAGGING ME TO VBS everynight this week! WTF?! Gr. Also... some how someone talked me into making this avidgamers site... but my layout creativity has gone **poof** So I'm in a ... tight spot I guess? :sigh: Well, this weekend I won't be online at all... I'll be down at my grandparents house in South Carolina. I haven't been there in FOREVER. So, can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... some good things &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; cheered me up ^^ We went to target today and I saw this lady with an Achtung baby tshirt!! WOOHOO!!! I hope I didn't scare her too much when I went up to her and was like YO! THAT'S AWESOME!! haha. Anyway... David called me :dreamy sigh: LOL. That was kinda freaky though... he sounds totally different on the phone. Well, anyway... gotta run and work on junk. LATER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-112361624602532730?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/112361624602532730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=112361624602532730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/112361624602532730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/112361624602532730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahhh-i-need-scheduale.html' title='AHHH I NEED A SCHEDUALE'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-112320290388108074</id><published>2005-08-04T20:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T20:48:23.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis Sad Stuff Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Music: The Chemicals Between Us by Bush&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no... not the president bush. the band. HAHA. well well. tomorrow will be the last day of my summer job. which to some, would be a terifically &lt;u&gt;awesome&lt;/u&gt; thing. but to me it's sad. i've made friends with the other people there, and i'll have nothing to do around the house. well, i can read that new harry potter book, but that's about it. tis sad stuff. &lt;u&gt;sad&lt;/u&gt;. well, working on a sean astin layout, as well as about 100 other psds, with some other bootleg covers. &lt;u&gt;i have no life&lt;/u&gt; there, i said it. happy? yes, cause my dad gets back tomorrow... yay. mom's great and all, but im tired of eatting out. see, dad does most of the cooking. or at least it seems like it. well, ether way. i'll be happy to have him back! cept with my dad comes my brother back as well. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speakin of harry potter... have you people ever seen the potter puppet pals? man that stuff is &lt;u&gt;funny&lt;/u&gt; i'll to dig up the link and post it here. well, off to ... somewhere. well, later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-112320290388108074?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/112320290388108074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=112320290388108074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/112320290388108074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/112320290388108074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/08/tis-sad-stuff-man.html' title='Tis Sad Stuff Man'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-112303129124121092</id><published>2005-08-02T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T21:08:11.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated---</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Music: LSF by Kasabian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ok, I added a new layout [[The Good Times Are Killing Me]] and tomorrow I should have another psd up. I have NO idea why I'm making psds....or avatars... or anything really. I'm not that great at it.... but I get bored, and hopefully...with time... shall come exellence!!! I dunno if I heard that somewhere or WHAT. Anyway, but yep. Walter (my new beta fish) is doing well as well. And... man, I've gone like what, 2 days without practicing guitar?! Not Good...oh no.... not good. Well, gotta split. Later____&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-112303129124121092?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/112303129124121092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=112303129124121092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/112303129124121092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/112303129124121092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/08/updated.html' title='Updated---'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-112285114495651190</id><published>2005-07-31T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T19:05:44.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG I'M BACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Music: Mr. Brightside by The Killers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG YOU GUYS! I'm back! I've moved in...settled in... and gotten my site up and...well, kinda working. I need to fiddle with it a bit but DUDE. BWHAHAHAHA. Who, who would of thunk it? Well, anyway, hopefully my site will grow and grow! Now to get some traffic and some staff postions and get ILVBONO out there. Cause it needs to be discovered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know... I always thought this song should be like &lt;em&gt;' Open my eager eyes... I missed the brightside&lt;/em&gt;' Instead of &lt;em&gt;' I'm Mr. Brightside'. &lt;/em&gt;Cause...you know, the dude's all stealing on his girl in the song, so it would be 'sarcastic' like. You know, like "I missed the Brightside" of my girl having sex with this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...anyway, that's me. Ha...ha. Well, anyway I just got The Killers actual cd. I've been going on WinMx and stealing the singles, but now...I have the whole SHABANG. It's pretty great! Well, gotta run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-112285114495651190?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/112285114495651190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=112285114495651190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/112285114495651190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/112285114495651190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/07/omg-im-back.html' title='OMG I&apos;M BACK!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111930682417709791</id><published>2005-06-20T18:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T18:33:44.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>N...</title><content type='html'>NOOOOO I have that STUPID song Speed Of Sound by Coldplay stuck in my head. Oh...the horror!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted in a while... cause I haven't had much to say really. And well... I've been busy. Me and my family are moving on June 29th so...packing packing packing. Yep...pretty short post but I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111930682417709791?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111930682417709791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111930682417709791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111930682417709791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111930682417709791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/06/n.html' title='N...'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111757014786854772</id><published>2005-05-31T16:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T16:09:07.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>man</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Cry A While by Bob Dylan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i finally get a cool layout...and no one comes to my blog....go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111757014786854772?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111757014786854772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111757014786854772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111757014786854772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111757014786854772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/05/man.html' title='man'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111670318712590386</id><published>2005-05-21T15:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T15:19:47.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>all i WANT IS YOU!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: City of Blinding Lights by U2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, yesterday was... god i don't quite know how to say it. it was ok. i was shipped off on some school thing. i hung out with the 'geeks'...which are amazingly good at poker. but...you know i beat thier tails at Hearts. heh heh, my family game. lol. anyway, it was all great until all these people came up to me asking me if i was gay. the stupid prep bitches were at it again. i got home...with no one there. upset...that everything was going wrong... i ran up to my room and strapped my guitar to my back. climbing out of my window, i jumped onto the roof. it overlooked our small backyard and the railroad tracks across the road. the sky was gray, and the wind was starting to pick up. i sat up there... playing songs... trying to wash away whatever crazy emotions i had. well, i started playing All I Want Is You... which is by U2. as soon as i got to the interlude or whatever where ether bono or the edge says all i want is you several times. and as i got to this, i started screaming it... and the rain started to sprinkle...and the wind began to blow. it was if nature was jumping in and playing along right with me. anyway...i didn't get too wet. there's a little plastic that sticks out over that bit of roof. it's the roof of the car port...so...yeah hard to explain. it was magical to me. and afterward...i didn't feel as bad. i usually wouldn't care about what they have to say or anything. it's just... it feels like i chose sides in a fight a long time ago. freaks against preps. and now... all the freaks are leaving and becoming friends with the preps and i'm left alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha...sorry for all the sorrow. i should be really excited you know? i'm going to the y101 birthday bash...and i get to see kasabian. WOOHOO!!! CHRIS I LOVE YOU!!!!! WOOOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111670318712590386?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111670318712590386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111670318712590386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111670318712590386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111670318712590386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/05/all-i-want-is-you.html' title='all i WANT IS YOU!!!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111644764661904943</id><published>2005-05-18T16:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T16:20:46.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasabian RULES</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: LSF by Kasabian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY awesome band. kinda... my little obssesion. while u2 is my big obssesion. BWHAHAHAHA. i get to see them...on sunday!! WOO WOO!!! if you wanna listen to thier album... here yah go.... really really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kasabian.co.uk/album/"&gt;http://www.kasabian.co.uk/album/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... yeah. my day's been a bit hecktick... it's been crazy. really...really crazy. the good thing that's come outta it...is i got a new u2 bootleg. the san deigo opening night of the vertigo tour. i put both discs in my 3 disc stereo... and have it on play...so whenever i walk into my room, i hear a u2 concert. it's been playing like that for a bit now...it's relaxing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, gotta run... bit depressed....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111644764661904943?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111644764661904943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111644764661904943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111644764661904943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111644764661904943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/05/kasabian-rules.html' title='Kasabian RULES'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111617108551901793</id><published>2005-05-15T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T13:16:34.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Music: y101 Richmond's New Rock&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i feel totally out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i went to my first U2 concert. it was awesome...i screamed I LOVE BONO!!!!!BONO!! about 80 times when it got real quiet. :blush: hope he heard me. anyway, the setlist was really strange...but guess what? they played my frigin song. &lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt; song. they hardly ever play that song... but they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's called Running to Stand Still...and god...they played it. (i'd like to think just for me heh heh) anyway, for some reason i'm feeling kinda down this morning. maybe cause...i dunno man. i've been idolizing these guys for SO long...and finally i get to see them you know? it felt like a dream... but now that i'm home, i knew it wasn't. i just dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, saw Kings of Leon...and to tell you the truth would of &lt;u&gt;much&lt;/u&gt; rather of had The Killers for the opening act. not because KOL suck...it's just i don't know but 1 of thier songs: The Bucket. which is pretty good ^^ but yeah... god... u2 was right there man...RIGHT there. :shiver: my rock gods. :sigh: they better go on tour again soon... cause you know what? here's what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll by GA tickets...&lt;br /&gt;get there at wherever they're playing...like a day before and just camp out there so i can get &lt;u&gt;right&lt;/u&gt; in front of the stage. i mean...right there man. it'll be beast... totally. well, those are my plans... my plans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have some other plans. yep, for this site ^^ i hope to semi turn it into a 'graphics' site...but i'm having a little trouble with span stuff... 0.o but anyway, everything's great. now all i have to do is wait for my lil brother ...crap man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and dad had talked about sneaking down to the floor durning the show... and me screaming OMG WHERE'S MY LITTLE BROTHER!! so people would let me through haha. but... we didn't :sniff sniff: i feel full of heartbreak...and i have no clue why. maybe ... i should just stay in my room and watch rattle and hum or something all day...i think so... with my vertigo t-shirt on... and my bono sunglasses. yes...i thinkith so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111617108551901793?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111617108551901793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111617108551901793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111617108551901793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111617108551901793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/05/music-y101-richmonds-new-rock-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111592335909765015</id><published>2005-05-12T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T14:42:39.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Under...</title><content type='html'>Under Consturction right now... I'm trying to work on some stuff...spiff it up a lil better. I don't have anything else to do anyway :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111592335909765015?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111592335909765015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111592335909765015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111592335909765015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111592335909765015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/05/under.html' title='Under...'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111567952799461574</id><published>2005-05-09T18:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T16:28:55.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Electrical Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Electrical Storm" src="http://images.quizilla.com/O/orlidom/1044127875_CMyDocumentses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're "Electrical Storm." You tend to&lt;br /&gt;stay in the background a bit. Elegant&lt;br /&gt;understatement is your forte, and though you&lt;br /&gt;get the job done you don't have to have mucho&lt;br /&gt;props to do it. Still, sometimes you actually&lt;br /&gt;deserve those props - don't be afraid to go&lt;br /&gt;find 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/orlidom/quizzes/Which%20U2%20Song%20Are%20You?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Which U2 Song Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not... i'm a great song...i LOVE this song. diffently... one of the fav if not the favorite. i went out and bought a 25 buck cd JUST for this song... and when i got it... i played it over and over again. it's me and my... real...like... hard to explain... but.. real close person's song... god...what sweet song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111567952799461574?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111567952799461574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111567952799461574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111567952799461574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111567952799461574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/05/electrical-storm.html' title='Electrical Storm'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111547843942412789</id><published>2005-05-07T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T11:07:19.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 NEw Avies</title><content type='html'>ok... well, i've been thinking about having a site that reviews fanfics. though i truely wish i had the patience and talent of making dollz...instead...i like to believe i can make pretty decent avatars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here are 2 i made a little while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/pickerav.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/guitarav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should make a site with all these avatars... 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/johnlav.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/chemav.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis sad i am such a bored person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111547843942412789?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111547843942412789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111547843942412789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111547843942412789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111547843942412789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/05/2-new-avies.html' title='2 NEw Avies'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111532451754935467</id><published>2005-05-05T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T16:21:57.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Y101 B-Day BASH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok...so totally sweet concert, by my favorite radio station, whom else but Y101 Richmonds NEW Rock. only 5 bucks... equal to bout... 2 pound 5o pence, for all these &lt;u&gt;awesome&lt;/u&gt; bands.&lt;br /&gt;:hold on...gotta...get that pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://y101rocks.com/images/bb2005/bb05_artists.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;this is all for 5 dollars. pretty...freaking....awesome. and guess who's probably going...?? MWA MWA. well, since i love everyone so much... through out the month i'll be posting thier music. maybe even links to upload it :P heh heh...maybe'll i'll bribe people into reading my blog... MWAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111532451754935467?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111532451754935467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111532451754935467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111532451754935467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111532451754935467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/05/y101-b-day-bash.html' title='Y101 B-Day BASH'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111489964834121081</id><published>2005-04-30T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T18:20:48.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out</title><content type='html'>I am reading...this TOTALLY awesome book. it's called &lt;em&gt;Out&lt;/em&gt; by Natsuo Kirino. it's an older japenese crime thriller from around 1998 i believe. anyway, totally awesome. it's had me hooked since page one. in 2 day's i've read over 100 pages...which trust me, is a lot. (considering i don't read). i haven't read anything since i read &lt;em&gt;Helter Skelter&lt;/em&gt; back in june. so... it's really awesome. a little gorey... but who cares? the more the better^^ pick it up at your local bookstore or library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why am i sounding like a sales person...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:ymSq94MDSX8J:www.booksamillion.com/bam/covers/1/40/007/837/1400078377.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is the copy i'm reading but it also has 2 different covers. ether way, once i finish this (which'll be soon) i'm gonna try and find more of her books translated. ether that or painstakingly translate it 0.o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol, anyway, gotta run&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/7765161-111489964834121081?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111489964834121081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111489964834121081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111489964834121081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111489964834121081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/04/out.html' title='Out'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111473269712972875</id><published>2005-04-28T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T19:58:17.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Black Dog by Led Zeppelin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such... an awesome song....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm bored...and don't want to talk bout my life... here's the random 10 on my iPod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dirty Women - Black Sabbath&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's All Over Now - The Rolling Stones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fight For Your Right - Beastie Boys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On A Plain - Nirvana&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chimes Of Freedom - The Byrds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breaking The Habit - Linkin Park&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come On Home - Franz Ferdinand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like A Stone - Audioslave&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drain You - Nirvana&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Continuing Story Of Bungalo Bill - The Beatles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok... i'm still bored... so... (plus i like showing off my music :P ) I'll do 10 more.... not that anyone would care&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You - Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;Times Like These - FooFighters&lt;br /&gt;Gone - U2&lt;br /&gt;Rock &amp;amp; Roll - Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill- U2&lt;br /&gt;Tumbling Dice - The Stones&lt;br /&gt;The Story Of My Old Man - Good Charolette&lt;br /&gt;Come Around Again - Jet&lt;br /&gt;City Of Blinding Lights - U2&lt;br /&gt;Hey Joe - Jimi Hendrix &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111473269712972875?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111473269712972875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111473269712972875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111473269712972875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111473269712972875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/04/music-black-dog-by-led-zeppelin-such.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111455276208198592</id><published>2005-04-26T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T17:59:58.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joey's Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: My Wonderwall by Oasis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, joey's somehow wandered back into my life. apparently he got tired of jackyln and dumped her. now he's after megan. never guessed that would happen//sarcasum. and of couse, megan'll cheat on her 2 year boyfriend garret. of course if joey. dork ass. i can't stand him. what makes him think that after 3 months of ignoring me, and my friends, he can just come and sit with us at lunch? he freaking uses us. right after he finds some prep to go with, he'll leave us again. go figure. you know what? screw the word prep. no one should use that anymore. prep gives them a sense of unity. a sense of importance -they have thier own name-. let's call them what they truely are. &lt;em&gt;losers&lt;/em&gt; big, fat, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;losers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111455276208198592?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111455276208198592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111455276208198592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111455276208198592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111455276208198592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/04/joeys-back.html' title='Joey&apos;s Back'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111420998524172669</id><published>2005-04-22T18:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T18:46:25.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok...so what? i'm getting bored, and i'm not writing about my 'life'. oh well, get over it. instead... i'll post a song that has rentlessly been playing over and over and over again in my sad little head... it's a great song, way for sure. but still, it's stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw her today, I saw her face&lt;br /&gt;It was the face I loved and I knew&lt;br /&gt;I had to run away and get down on my knees and pray&lt;br /&gt;That they'd go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still they begin&lt;br /&gt;Needles and pins&lt;br /&gt;Because of all my pride&lt;br /&gt;The tears I gotta hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I thought I was smart, I wanted her&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think I'd do, but now I see&lt;br /&gt;She's worse to him than me&lt;br /&gt;Let her go ahead, take his love instead&lt;br /&gt;And one day she will see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how to say please&lt;br /&gt;And get down on her knees&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's how it begins&lt;br /&gt;She'll feel those needles and pins&lt;br /&gt;a-hurtin her, a-hurtin her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I stop and tell myself I'm wrong, I'm wrong, so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I stand up and tell myself I'm strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I saw her today, I saw her face&lt;br /&gt;It was the face I loved and I knew&lt;br /&gt;I had to run away and get down on my knees and pray&lt;br /&gt;That they'd go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still they begin&lt;br /&gt;Needles and pins&lt;br /&gt;Because of all my pride&lt;br /&gt;The tears I gotta hide&lt;br /&gt;Ah, needles and pins&lt;br /&gt;Needles and pins&lt;br /&gt;Needles and pins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111420998524172669?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111420998524172669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111420998524172669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111420998524172669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111420998524172669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/04/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111403004264343844</id><published>2005-04-20T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T16:47:22.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>idiots</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: The Last Time by The Rolling Stones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? my writers block is... 'semi' gone... but man... someone just busted the back window of our car... that sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frigin idiots... busting up our car... screw them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111403004264343844?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111403004264343844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111403004264343844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111403004264343844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111403004264343844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/04/idiots.html' title='idiots'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111376455761619727</id><published>2005-04-17T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T15:02:37.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>writers block... sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Beat on the Brat by The Ramones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH. I have the worst writing block in the world...and it is driving me insane...no joke. and i have school tomorrow... god god god. this sucks... i hate sundays....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111376455761619727?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111376455761619727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111376455761619727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111376455761619727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111376455761619727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/04/writers-block-sucks.html' title='writers block... sucks'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111360899233516018</id><published>2005-04-15T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T19:49:52.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Failure by Designer Jeans by From First to Last&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the weekend begins. i'm in my hometown for today and saturday again. then off to church sunday, and back to school. i'd love to call my old old friend... lucas... but i'm scared to death to again. call me freaking crazy but yeah. just sitting here listening to my music thinking if i should reopen RIYH. hmmm. well, what's in my life? i'll tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;thank god i'm moving away from this town. into some place where no one knows who i am...someplace i can be left alone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;started hanging out in joey's neighborhood... strangly i don't feel all in 'love' when i walk past his house with my friend... thank god that bastard's out of my life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sabri had her 14th birthday party!! she'll have her quince next year! i can't wait!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;met a new friend... believe it or not...she's half italian...and half hispanic... :hides: lol. she's really awesome though!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hmm... what else? oh...only 29 FRIGIN DAYS TIL THE CONCERT!! TELL ME THAT'S NOT FRIGIN AWESOME!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can't really think of anything else...but i really feel like keep talking... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oh...yeah, amber still goes with daniel...amazingly i'm not as hurt as i'd thought i would be&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;well...i guess that's about it...hm...kinda sad....well, gotta run. later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111360899233516018?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111360899233516018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111360899233516018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111360899233516018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111360899233516018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/04/music-failure-by-designer-jeans-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111342470559892897</id><published>2005-04-13T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T16:38:25.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Completely Miserable by Lit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... well, the new layout's here!! Completely designed by MWA!! I found the picture on my fav U2 forum ^^ Yeah... the banner isn't as cool as the last one... but ah well. Now, with this new layout, i can try and shoot for my 'writing' website. i'll also read all the old blogs i used to and such. alas, i'd love and chat more, about everything... but i have a poetry project due april 23 and well... must get to work!! if you got any poetry you wanna show me -lemme know- i need some poetry! anyway...gotta run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111342470559892897?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111342470559892897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111342470559892897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111342470559892897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111342470559892897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/04/music-completely-miserable-by-lit-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111230084733053974</id><published>2005-03-31T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T15:27:27.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EHHHHHHH what is wrong with me??? I continue to not post?? ahh. well, tis spring break weeeeeeee, but it'll be over...real soon. My mom made me get blond highlights 0.o and we went shopping at areopostale !!! eh, frighting. but...i just made a good lookin avatar so i'm happy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y34/u2ilovethem/johnlav.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tell u the truth, I really should start like... a website with all these avatars and buddy icons I make!! lol! Also, put all the stuff I'm always writing! That'll be awesome! And I have 2...3 days of Spring break left to work with! heh heh. Retarded right? I mean what kid sits around playing on the computer on SPRING BREAK??? heh... well, I &lt;em&gt;would&lt;/em&gt; be in NYC right now...but... long story -_- well... later ^^ if you wanna use the icon just let me know. and if you'd like any made! lemme know too! i'd love to make you any!! well, gotta run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111230084733053974?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111230084733053974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111230084733053974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111230084733053974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111230084733053974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/03/ehhhhhhh-what-is-wrong-with-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111186172517042307</id><published>2005-03-26T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T13:28:45.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Bound for the Floor by Local H&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... spring break has started. Which is so awesome. I really really really needed a break. Eh...really really bad...anyway. Sorry this is so short but I don't know what to say. Ether way, I'm just glad I'll have time to sleep in now. Eh...need...food... well...gotta go...tootles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111186172517042307?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111186172517042307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111186172517042307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111186172517042307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111186172517042307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/03/music-bound-for-floor-by-local-h-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111160772041510757</id><published>2005-03-23T14:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T14:55:20.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Gimme Shelter by the Rolling Stones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...I haven't posted in forever. This is due to my busy life. I've hardly been online at all. I HAD soccer practice til 5 after school... though now I've 'retired'. I have shin splints on both legs (when the muscle of you shin bone comes off of your bone) my hands sting like crap from catching all the balls...and I'm sick of NO ONE on that team talking to me at all. I still can't understand how highschool girls can talk to me yet not my own age classmates. Anyway...then I'd take extra spanish classes, and pratice guitar. Not to mention eat dinner, talk to Sabri,  and play guitar. So... whoa... amazing. I need to go upstairs and clean my room really really bad too. But...I'm airing it out right now because it smells like something took the liberty to come and DIE in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I might go to my best firend's brother's birthday...heh heh, won't he be so happy to see me lol. //sarcasum. Anyway... oh yeah! Last weekend...I went to a quinceanera...(sp...?) It's a spanish thing. When a girl turns 15 years old...she's offically a woman in her culture. They have a big party, get drunk, etc etc. Loads of fun. I was having tons of fun with this one guy...until he had a couple drinks from the Keg...he started getting real perverted and really perverted towards my friend...which I was getting kinda pissed. Cause they'd talk bout us in Spanish ...and I'd understand the jist of it...and my friendcould understand ALL of it...but she just stood there...I was bout to pound em through the fucking roof man. Julain's FRIEND (really...HOT lol) started to stand up for us which was real sweet...but yeah....long story. Lol. I should write a short story. Since my life is so retarded anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW...can you guess how i'm passing EVERY class -Spanish, Gifted, Geometry, Civics, English- with an A? except...SCIENCE?? Why...cause that lady's a fing bitch man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all said and done...gotta run. Leaving off with a.... Jumpin Jack Flash...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111160772041510757?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111160772041510757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111160772041510757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111160772041510757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111160772041510757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/03/music-gimme-shelter-by-rolling-stones.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111056817249819968</id><published>2005-03-11T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T14:09:32.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: When I Come Around: By Green Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa... haven't posted in a while!! Soccer's been keeping me pretty busy... anyway... yeah. If it rains at 2:15... no practice. There are loads of dark clouds outside..yet no rain. And it's 2:06!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! We're the only sport in all of hopewell that still has practice -_- ah well. Figured it wouldn't rain anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made these 2 buddy icons.. they might not show up so well, but here they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img45.exs.cx/img45/7164/pedro9ij.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img150.exs.cx/img150/5746/jim5cw.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;lemme know if you like em!! anyway...gotta run!! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111056817249819968?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111056817249819968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111056817249819968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111056817249819968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111056817249819968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/03/music-when-i-come-around-by-green-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111024680941416306</id><published>2005-03-07T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:53:29.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Roadhouse Blues by The Doors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...roadhouse blues...awesome song. Anyway... guess who made...:drum roll: JV SOCCER??? WOOOOOO ME ME ME ME!!! :dances: Only...the other people who made the team don't seem to talk to me...at ALL. Which...really does suck. But, who needs them right? Specially since I got the senors!! HAHA HOES WHO's cool now??? lol ok, I'll chill. I'm just really excited. Mr. Royster, my Civics teacher (who's also into the whole school sports thing. Highschool Varstiy Football Coach, Middle School Basketball coach, Middle School Baseball coach) got us (jv kids) our OWN bus that'll take us up to the highschool in the afternoon. Which is totally awesome. I mean...really. Specially since I get a special ticket I can show off to people lol. Ok... enough of the crazy bragging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; fun. The preps ignored me the whole time... so I ended alone in all the drills. Then, when they actually do something you don't need a partner with, this one girl is running REALLY slow. I know how hard it is to get used to running 2 miles a day...so I was walking with her. All this stuff trying to get her to run and stuff, but, she completely ignored me. She kept spiriting like... 10 feet...then like stopping and walking for 60 ft... crazy. I hung out the with senors alot more then my actual team... the senors say I'm pretty good, but...yah know. Anyway... school's not so fun. Jackyln's &lt;em&gt;kinda&lt;/em&gt; talking to me. Megan is almost back to normal...and me and joey traded a couple of words... oh well...who cares...? Oh...yeah and I can eat regular lunches now... BUYAH!! anyway...8:52.... I have a SOL tomorrow (Aka...total pain in the ass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sols are like...sats for middle school... teachers totally freak out bout it... and everything. It's horrible. Oh...yeah, one other thing i got over them preppy freaks in soccer. the -hispanics- :wink: Long story short.... being able to speak some spanish comes in handy... REAL handy. Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111024680941416306?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111024680941416306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111024680941416306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111024680941416306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111024680941416306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/03/music-roadhouse-blues-by-doors-ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111015156810551944</id><published>2005-03-06T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T18:26:08.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: City of Blinding Lights by U2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO!!! I just wanted to say that... BONO MADE MY LOCAL NEWS!!! GO BONO!! GO GO GO!! He got on our local news tonight...cause he's being offered the position of secertary of the world bank. Or...so that's what I think the reporter said... My mom was talking over the tv to my brother... she doesn't really care about Bono... :sniff sniff: Anyway... got bored, so that's all!! Ta ta!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO BONO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111015156810551944?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111015156810551944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111015156810551944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111015156810551944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111015156810551944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/03/music-city-of-blinding-lights-by-u2.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-111006768215447013</id><published>2005-03-05T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T19:08:02.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Change My Mind by Puddle of Mudd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh... had like...a  total mental break down yesterday. As in... my parents are blackmailing me with stuff... and if i don't do it I won't be going to philly... aka... the dream of my life... U2 LIVE... :dreamy sigh: I will be...in the same building as ... Bono! BONO BONO BONO!!! BONO!!! i mean... he might see me!! i know he won't remember me... but at least for that split second...i exist right? to him anyway... :faints: god...I can't wait...only 70 more days!!... of blackmail... -_- later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-111006768215447013?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/111006768215447013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=111006768215447013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111006768215447013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/111006768215447013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/03/music-change-my-mind-by-puddle-of-mudd.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110979985503317742</id><published>2005-03-02T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T16:46:19.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Lonely As You by Foofighters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an ok day... boring... yet in the end I got a diet coke outta it. Which I've found gives you unnatural powers of burping. ... kinda bored... ran the mile under 10 mintues this time... pretty good... it felt good running with the wind blowing...and the song in my cd player picking up it's rhythm...it was hard for me to stop running. Anyway...looking for are you lonesome tonight tabs by elvis presley... gotta run... later muchachos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110979985503317742?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110979985503317742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110979985503317742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110979985503317742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110979985503317742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/03/music-lonely-as-you-by-foofighters-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110970679542289426</id><published>2005-03-01T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T14:53:15.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, forgive me for not posting for a while lol. School...and Zootopia has kept me busy. Not to mention a bit of somewhat soccer on the side. I don't really know what to say... me and Joey exchanged the first 2 words we've said to each other for the past 2 weeks... &lt;em&gt;I'm Sorry...&lt;/em&gt;  That may sound 'romantic' to you... but it wasn't cause we were sorry we hadn't spoken to each other, or any thing like that... no... it was cause our hands had meet when we had grabbed for a book... the same book. that STILL may sound romantic... but I don't care... it's all crazy. His girlfriend, super bitch (plz don't repeat any of this...lol) ((actually...she's being a ... 'bit' nicer. Beside her snotty comment this morning :rolls eyes: )) But...she seemed really upset...like, sad upset. I hope she's ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God...my friend would kill me if she heard me saying that. I mean... she's so mean to me, so why should I care...? Lol, dunno the answer but I do. I asked what was wrong and she just shook her head. Why am I to ask her? I am inferior... ah well. Who cares... well, off to surf the Zoo, then geometry homework...spanish... and... probably a jog to 7/11 and back. Later then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110970679542289426?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110970679542289426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110970679542289426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110970679542289426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110970679542289426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/03/music-iris-by-goo-goo-dolls-eh-forgive.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110928438084758190</id><published>2005-02-24T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T17:33:56.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You know what? I don't get them! I don't understand my parents. I've been begging to let me quit soccer. BEGGING. Now... that I've finally gotten a hang of the whole running thing.. turns out might as well just quit. Why? Cause there aren't enough girls to play JV Soccer. Sowhat do I do? Say that I'll walk up to the track everyday after school to run a mile or more... to stay in shape. And loose some weight. Next year, I'll have a better chance to make VARSITY intead of JV. What do my parents say? ha... this is pretty funny. They said not to go up there... cause i'd be running in my school clothes. Ok... I say, I'll come home and change, then jog up there. NO! I'll drive you! No... that's ok... this way It'll be more then just a mile run. NO! God... I'm still gonna walk up there. I don't really care. I don't really care if the Varsity girls are up there ether... it'll all be ok. yeah... that's my story for today. How retarded this all is. Damn it...I was JUST starting to get a hang of that cross country run...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110928438084758190?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110928438084758190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110928438084758190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110928438084758190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110928438084758190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-know-what-i-dont-get-them-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110918898199430104</id><published>2005-02-23T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T15:03:01.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Red Morning Light by Kings of Leon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... practice begins in like... 20 minutes. Which my parents are forcing me to go too. It's grown over 2 hours longer then the original practice, so my afternoon is basically blown away. After that, quick stop to 7/11 for my much needed slurpee... then home for dinner, then homework. Then...sleep. Which god knows I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, I am scared... Megan was real quiet all today. Dunno what it is... hope it's not me you know? I dunno... part of me wondered if it was cause she likes Joey... and cause Joey and Jackyln go out. Well, dude, Joey's been a jackass. No big difference there though. So, my day has been... blah. As... not usual. Anyway, yeah, trying to skip ahead of my Spanish class so I can talk more and more to Sabri's family so they'll understand me. Learning a language is fun...everyone should know 2 or more. Well... running is real... fun, when yah got music on... but I can't bring it, cause when I run, the cd player pulls down my pants. Ah well...let's just hope we don't have to run the cross country thing anymore. Most likely :we will: But... let's hope. I'm gonna push myself extra hard today... Figuring, that If I keep up the with the group the whole time... then I might faint... but... who cares? They already call me empty cause I can do so many headers... cause... 'my head is empty' :rolls eyes: Ah well...gotta run. Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110918898199430104?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110918898199430104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110918898199430104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110918898199430104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110918898199430104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-red-morning-light-by-kings-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110898758359605466</id><published>2005-02-21T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T07:06:23.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's like, 6 in the morning. I went sleep walking last night. From sabrinas den to her room. I took out my contacts and fell asleep... none of which I remember. I do remember trying to keep myself awake durning the all star game. Which I'm kinda sad I missed the rest of it... Plus, West side lost! :sniff sniff: Ah well, we were doing good the first ... thing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a really helpful comment from yesterday. And I've been thinking about the whole situatuion. Just act calm... like a usual day. You've already asked people if they were angry at you and they said no. So, ether they're lieing or they're not. If they're lieing then they don't have the right to be angry at you... and they won't 'publically' be angry. But, they're your friends and that bothers you. Well... you can just get unpubliccally angry at them if you want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's not the point. The point is... just go in like usual. Nothings wrong. Joey with Jackyln, great for her you know. Joey's cute. Who knows, they might last longer then a month. And... just wait til you get home today... you can call brittany and listen to her scream about how immature he is...lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, I do go home today... which is sad. I love staying here. Well, at least I got two nights instead of one this time. Maybe Sabri can come over to my house on Friday. Oh shit... do we have those soccer things today? I hope not... I'm friggin tired... Anyway...gotta run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110898758359605466?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110898758359605466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110898758359605466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110898758359605466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110898758359605466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/well-its-like-6-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110891295352507576</id><published>2005-02-20T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T10:22:33.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm having a great time at sabrina's. We watched Cellular last night with her family. Which was AWESOME by the way. I want one of the songs they play in it... but I can't seem to get my hands on it. :sniff sniff: Anyway, we also watched 2 older movies. Shallow Hal, and the Blair Witch Project. When the Blair Witch Project was really big... I never watched it. Plus I thought it would scare the crap outta me so that I'd have to tell my parents I'd watched it. Which... at the time they didn't want me too. Well, get this. Signs scared me more then the Blair Witch Project. Oh, yeah. In the movie I was like NO STOP ARGUING YOU IDIOTS AND JUST F*ING GET OUTTA THERE! STOP STOP STOP! Yeah... plus, I used to be some weird kid and hang around the deep woods when I was a kid... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... it pains me to just think about school. Seriously... it does. The post bellow was made by an upset me. Trying to let go... but not exactly able since I didn't wanna cry my guts out in front of Sabri... But... school's gonna be hell. So what will I do? What I've done for the past 3 years... walk in, walk out. not give a shit. And pray... hope and fucking pray... that my mom gets transfered to another church. Hope and pray... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about that statement above... is even though I've been trying 3 years...I haven't quite gotten that formula down. I haven't exactly been able to shut out the world completly. I suck at that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110891295352507576?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110891295352507576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110891295352507576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110891295352507576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110891295352507576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-having-great-time-at-sabrinas.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110885860658715705</id><published>2005-02-19T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T19:16:46.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tell me why I should care. Tell me why I do care. Tell me... that I dont like him. I shouldn't I mean... I really shouldn't. It'd be hopeless actually it already is. I mean... truely. It would be terrible. It is terrible. He's ok looking... and kinda adictive but... take the tive off... and he's also a dick. It's useless... some how Im not surprised I'm pissed he's going back with that fucking whore... somehow I'm not surprised I'm hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110885860658715705?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110885860658715705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110885860658715705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110885860658715705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110885860658715705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/tell-me-why-i-should-care.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110876323601259225</id><published>2005-02-18T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T16:47:16.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Sweetest Thing by U2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well. Valentines Dance at school tonight. Since 6th grade...I have only been to ONE dance... how I talked myself into going to this one...I have no clue. Considering the only people that are tight with me are &lt;strong&gt;A)&lt;/strong&gt; Gonna be hanging with &lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; Daniel who has a hang up on me &lt;strong&gt;2 &lt;/strong&gt;Mitch who thinks I'm crazy or &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; Chelsea who has both. Moving on to letter &lt;strong&gt;B)&lt;/strong&gt; Gonna be flirting and dancing with any girl he can (which is alot). Which is gonna drive me crazy... cause I'm gonna want him to dance with me. Even though I don't know how to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse comes to worse...I can hang with the 'goths' who dare braved to come. Like I did in 6th grade ^^ But... yeah. 2 Years later... WITHOUT a date... I'm going to a frikin Valentines Ball. WOopie. I'll arive late of course... due to my mom has to drop my brother off somewhere. What shall I wear? Psh, probably jeans and a hoody AS USUAL. But... maybe a dress with nice slacks underneath? Or my kilt with black leg warmers... Hm... Who cares?? -sigh- If it goes terficily horrible... I'll just cry at Sabri's the next morning. Anyway... Gotta run! Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110876323601259225?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110876323601259225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110876323601259225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110876323601259225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110876323601259225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-sweetest-thing-by-u2-well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110867114274137406</id><published>2005-02-17T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T15:12:22.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Satisfaction by The Rolling Stones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what...? I can't think of anything... not... a thing. 0.o Except the dance tomorrow night... which I probably won't be going to... cause... I don't really intend to hang out with them preps... though this weekend I'll be hanging with my best friend... and hopefully joey. If joey doesn't come to the mall... ah well at least I'll have the night over at my friends house. I love going there... it's like a second home to me... It's like getting away. An hour away from this stupid town... in a house that people don't even talk about anythign... at least in english...I love it... it's really soothing... it's away from my life here.... really nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110867114274137406?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110867114274137406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110867114274137406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110867114274137406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110867114274137406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-satisfaction-by-rolling-stones.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110850334833749346</id><published>2005-02-15T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T16:35:48.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Do You Feel Loved by U2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say .... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOO!! I GOT COMMENTS!! THANKS SO MUCH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Thanks thanks thanks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.... well, just had some fun. I was really ... really pissed at my brother... (long story) and so I decided to go for a walk ^^ I walked for about an hour... until I came back from the other side of the tracks -literally- lol. Anyway...I was walking and the usual 7th graders where at thier game of basketball down the street from my house... So as I was walking past them to go home, I saw a lil doggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A weener dog. Dascound... or... eh, can't spell it. But yeah, a lil weener dog. I found out her name is Maggie... I wish I had a picture, she was SOOO cute. I found out she belonged to Johnathan... who is also very cute. Anyway...I watched the dog while they played thier pitiful game. I've walked by them several times in the past... each time wanting to command them to give me the ball so I could make a score. They play EVERY day after school...so I usually see them. Anyway...I should practice some before I take that plan into action though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... day after valentine... haven't asked joey... woo... And... haven't talked to mitch ether. Guys... frikin retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRR the stock market confuses me so much! Crazy. Oh yeah... dude... here is a picture... of a really... really cute guy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.scifi.com/atlantis/cast/images/cst_sheppard.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Maybe not the best picture in the world... but... yeah ^^ Anywya... gotta run! love yall!! lol &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110850334833749346?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110850334833749346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110850334833749346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110850334833749346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110850334833749346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-do-you-feel-loved-by-u2-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110841810572756175</id><published>2005-02-14T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T16:55:05.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Smile by U2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... It's Valentines Day... woopie... I'm alone... as usual... But oh well right? Who cares? Guys... most of them are frikin retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO!! U2 won a grammy! Go guys!! and then Larry got up and there and gave a lil speech... how sweet... Lol. Still working on that crazy site... it's driving me insane. As well as the idea of me talking to joey bout going to the dance with me... now that is ... crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then my friend's not helping... cause I was... god... confused. Why do guys ... have to get under your skin and send you spinning in the dark?? It's amazing how confused and annoyed i can get just by looking at him. Is it love? Hope not... cause if so, I wanna get -un fallen in love- as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey... I'm listening to the perfect song right now... Crazy by Areosmith... (or areosmut as my dad likes to say :rolls eyes: ) Which... steven tyler was at the grammys last night... he's cute... but i have no clue how... god... even more confused...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110841810572756175?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110841810572756175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110841810572756175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110841810572756175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110841810572756175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-smile-by-u2.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110832826441905042</id><published>2005-02-13T15:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T15:57:44.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hola... no body reads my blog... :sniff sniff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, I shall travel on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr... Sunday... tomorrow's school! AHH. And I get my grade back from my spanish and geometry test... eh... :hides:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still working on my dads layout (not going so well) and mine... for the other site... eh... horrifing... any any way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U2 KICK SOME @$$ ON THE GRAMMYS!! WOOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110832826441905042?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110832826441905042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110832826441905042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110832826441905042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110832826441905042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/hola.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110822198425561351</id><published>2005-02-12T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T10:26:24.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Creep by Radio Head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh... I hate Feburary... hate it the weather's always so gay. I have to much to do. Science crap... History report... make a case thing for my iPod... download some U2 stuff, run 2 miles in this frikin COLD, make the layout for my dad's blog, and try and get the one for my site up... eh...horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... yeah... wait, nevermind I don't... yes I do, I have to call them because I have soccer so I have to cancel my guitar thing on Friday. My parents are out at some praise band workshop. God, we better watch the Grudge tonight. Nobody ever wants to watch a scary movie after 6. Wimppy Corndog mofos. Yeah... and that thing to... I keep replacing my cuss words with the word Corndog... WTF? crazy... I've been tired all week, and went to bed at 10 last night... but somehow managed to roll outta bed at 7:30... I was supposed to sleep in... Crazy... my life... and my room needs to be cleaned up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110822198425561351?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110822198425561351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110822198425561351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110822198425561351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110822198425561351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-creep-by-radio-head-ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110803534754076972</id><published>2005-02-10T06:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T06:35:47.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Terrible Lie by Nine Inch Nails&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... it's 6:30 and I'm bout to head off to school... yah. Well, yesterday was pretty cool. Ash Wedensday in the Chirstian Community. Anyway, Dillon and Timmy tried to rescure me from the church with thier playboy game from blockbuster -_- Guys... retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa... I'm having like... a bad week at lunch. Yesterday I did a couple of things that could of gotten in a good amount of trouble. I didn't really mean to...I mean, like that throwing the can at Joey... that was... not my fault. It wasn't my fault it got all over the wall ether. Or... that that stupid guy couldn't hear Timmy so I had to scream his... inaporipte sentence to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God... Daniel is such a... Man. Oh well, screw him. Actually I'm glad Amber goes with him SOOO MUCH. I think that whole stupid hold he had over me is gone. I used to obsesse what I wore to church, or what I ate there, or what my guitar looked like to him... but now, I could care fing less for him. He is a spoiled kid. Now...I know alot of kids have cellphones... but man, let's talk about him. Well... His family is a little better off then the rest of us. But he is still really spoiled. Let's talk about taking a trip to the Bahamas for granted. Or skipping school for a week to go to Nagshead being boring. Or even going to England wasn't so great. Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm using my blog space on him... horrible. I should be using it on something people would actually post COMMENTS on. Anyway, gotta run... later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110803534754076972?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110803534754076972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110803534754076972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110803534754076972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110803534754076972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-terrible-lie-by-nine-inch-nails.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110790751087151466</id><published>2005-02-08T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T19:05:10.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Sunday Morning by Maroon 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sweet sweet song. Anyway... tired of soccer... tired of the running... tired of it all. Just TIRED. I feel asleep in civics today... 0.o Opps... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude... Joey is like... whoa. Ever since that whole movies thing, and Sabri talking to him bout how I was worried if he was my friend or not... me and him have been more or less more 'friendly'. Lol. Not in a sexual way or anything (GET UR MIND OUTTA THE GUTTER!) But ... friendly lol. He wants me and him to play a trick on Megan... he's kinda mean like that but yeah. And this is just HORRIBLE! I spent alot of last night raggin him out to Brittany. Why must life be so freaking crazy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I wasn't raggin &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; out... just... the chicks he dates...lol. Anyway... gotta run... my foot hurts from Soccer... and my head hurts from that nap I took... Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Music Ending On: Blow Me a Kiss: By Alice Cooper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipod Shuffle;;;&lt;br /&gt;1. 40 Ft - Franz Ferdianand&lt;br /&gt;2. Indian Summer Sky - U2&lt;br /&gt;3. Eaiser to Run - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;4. Come On, Come On - Smash Mouth&lt;br /&gt;5. Outsmarted - The Hives&lt;br /&gt;6. Behind Blue Eyes- The Who&lt;br /&gt;7. Road Man - Smash Mouth&lt;br /&gt;8. Sunday Bloody Sunday - U2&lt;br /&gt;9. Pick Up the Bones- Alice Cooper&lt;br /&gt;10. My Own Worst Enemy - Lit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.... gotta go draw the electromagnetic specturm. I HATE MY SCIENCE TEACHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110790751087151466?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110790751087151466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110790751087151466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110790751087151466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110790751087151466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-sunday-morning-by-maroon-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110781364742792863</id><published>2005-02-07T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T17:00:47.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Who Are You? by The Who&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song! Plus it comes on CSI!! Lol. Anyway... pretty tired... we ran another 4 miles today at soccer practice... I want to quit... but my parents won't let me. But... yeah. I hated the running... which I walked about 2 miles worth (yeah I'm outta shape, bit me) But on the field... Man. Here's the trick bout playing defense... you gotta be tough. Up in their face. yeah... I mean...if you stand there, and wait for them to roll the ball to you... or for them to come charging at you with the ball... that's a no no... Cause you are gonna miss it. They're gonna kick it to one of their team mates... and then &lt;strong&gt;score&lt;/strong&gt;. You gotta go up to them... and get the ball, shoot it to someone else... and sit back and watch. Ahh...I love soccer. Just not the whole... running 4 miles bit 0.o Though I guess... yeah. Well, maybe I'll loose some weight... always a good thing lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh...I love megan to death...really I do. But... eh. She has a 2 year older then her boyfriend who lives in the neighboring county... And she flirts with all the dudes at school. Now she's moving onto Joey. And yeah, she's always flirted with him... but yeah. Weird... I mean yeah. She wrote him a note and I can't know whats it about!! AHHH!! Lol. I figure it might be Jackyln trying to get back with him... But who knows. I should let it go... I should. I don't know why I get so up in arms about shit like that....I mean... it's Joey for fucking god fuckings sake!! Ok ok ... ok... eh... :breathes: Oww... my arm... I guess thats what I get for diving for the ball. At least I saved it. ^^ When I got a praise from the senior and juniors....I felt so speical! Espically in front of the wreslering team running laps... bwhahahaha. Anyway, gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Music Ending on: Paint it Black by The Stones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110781364742792863?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110781364742792863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110781364742792863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110781364742792863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110781364742792863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-who-are-you-by-who-i-love-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110766360739067559</id><published>2005-02-05T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T23:20:07.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Music: Save Me by Unwritten Law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... just had an AWESOME weekend. Though it's not over yet. It's only saturday! Last night I was invited to go see Boogyman at the mall. I was invited to a preppy persons thing! I mean...I just had to go!!! lol. Also, I figured it would be cool to spend some more time with Joey since he was going.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, luckily my parents let me go. Though me and Joey were the only people to show it up on time... well, Camoren got there, but he didn't... really sit near us or whatever. Anyway... at first I felt pretty uncomfertable, I mean, some girls I know would kill for a senerio like that. I mean, sure I've had senerios that I was invited to something, but the dude and me got to spend the time alone together... but it wasn't Joey in the day dream... It's werid... me and him keep bumping into situations like that. Anyway, the movie was pretty good. Until near the end... then it got pretty stupid. I was scared in the movie... but once I got home it wasn't so bad. I think that maybe though because my closet is a sliding door lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I got to experience something really cool. I love going over to my best friend's Sabrina's house. She's from Argentina, and her family still does alot of the cultural stuff, and speak in spanish and eat real late at night and stuff. I love learning new words in spanish and her family is just cool anyway. But, I got to go over to one of the family's friends house. I know the mother from school (of the other family). She's the lady who helps out the hispanic immigrints in my school. Anyway... really cool to experience that. Two hispanic families at dinner. It's something you'd see in a Spanish Textbook to help you learn certain phrases... well I got to enjoy that for real.&lt;br /&gt;At thier house I saw 'Shwan of the Dead' which was ok... not to thrilled... but yeah. And I also say 'Alien -vs- Preadator' which I thought was kinda retarded. I'm kinda... well, they're both rated R, which my parents kinda have a thing bout... but other then that, I love talking to my dad bout movies... well, these are two he's wanted to see... so yeah. I'll probably talk to him bout it anyway. :P Well... yeah. Tomorrow (I'm still at sabris house) We hopefully'll head up to one of the malls up here in Henrico, and hang out. Until my parents come to pick me up at 3. WOOHOO I get to skip church!! No praise band, no daniel, no talking about queers or crashing cars in canada! YEAH!! Lol. Well... this is already to long... gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110766360739067559?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110766360739067559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110766360739067559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110766360739067559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110766360739067559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-save-me-by-unwritten-law-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110746513579081698</id><published>2005-02-03T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T16:12:15.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Last Train Home by The Lost Prophets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude.... it is snowing like... whoa. Like god forgot to shower with Head and Shoulders or something man. -sorry retarded joke- But it's not sticking to the ROAD. ARGH. It's sticking to the freaking cars ... and grass... and yeah :sniff sniff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at soccer practice I was totally worn... I mean... whoa. Let's talk about... from the highschool to mathis park... around mathis park and the elementary school... back to the highschool. A total of 4 miles. To some of you... that may not be alot... but to my lazy ass ... it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in turn, I just ran half a mile without stopping... in the pouring snow. I know, I know... it's not very far... but I'll get back out there and run another half a mile. But... I've already walked it... but... eh...confusing. Anyway... gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh oh oh oh oh!! Check out this chica's site. Pretty cool. Plus she's from the coolest place on earth... LONDON! Woo! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marthee.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-don't worry... I'll link yah soon... as soon as i finish drawing my detailed picture of a human ear and how it recives sound waves- psh.... i hate my science teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110746513579081698?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110746513579081698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110746513579081698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110746513579081698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110746513579081698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-last-train-home-by-lost-prophets.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110738040747940144</id><published>2005-02-02T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T16:40:07.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Time by Pink Flyod&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh... I don't think I can move... I ran 4 miles up to mathis park from the highschool and back. For soccer practice. Now duh...I know I'm outta shape. Running a mile isn't bad... it's fun. But running four... I'm sorry -I gotta whine- I'm tired. Then lay the pre-sol homework on top of it all and you have a lovely dose of HOLY CRAP THIS FING SUCKS. Oh... as well as weird feelings of sadness. But... it's all ok. I just gotta ... somehow figure out how to get out of practice tomorrow... honestly. ... Gotta go do English hw... later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110738040747940144?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110738040747940144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110738040747940144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110738040747940144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110738040747940144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-time-by-pink-flyod-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110730320185021490</id><published>2005-02-01T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T19:13:21.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: There's A Way by Collective Soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collective Souls is kinda a smaller band around here at least. They just had thier first album release. Awesome by the way. I love 'smaller' bands. They seem uncorrupted by the world at this point. And if they have potential, they'll stay good through the whole way. ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA talk about crazy! Amber and Daniel go out. (One of my closest friends with a guy I've liked for 3 years... I don't mind though... I was jealous... but not so much anymore). She totally screamed... I mean, went off on the dude. Tons of times she's told him to talk to me, or when I waved, to wave back. I mean, his parents and mine are tight. And his dad helps me with guitar and music all the time. Trust me... we know each other. But he seems to ignore me. So, apparently, he's been joking on me... and well, Amber went off on his tail. Not to worry, I'm just gonna in turn ignore anything he does for me. He's just doing it cause Amber told him so. Heh heh. He's such a... crazy idiot boy. Lol. I think I got him angry though because I was like... "YOU'RE DAD'S COOLER THEN YOU!" :P Haha... crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I spent a good chunk of the evening working on a site I've been meaning to get up forever. Street Missions... Actually, I have another site me and my best friend have been talking about for a year lol. But... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy kinda 'athletic' and whatnot. He was REALLY mean to me in 6th grade. Had nothing to do with him in 7th grade... but this year... he's been REALLY nice to me. Shane, he's good-looking. Even though his guy friends joke on him. He talks to me all the time in civics... making me feel somewhat loved. Speaking of civics... the boso of the school was... ARGH. I totally told him off man. (God, i'm talking like a prep lol.) But... he was saying I was stupid... so I went off on him. "LOOK AROUND, I TAKE A MATH 2 GRADES AHEAD OF ME, TAKE SPANISH 2 GRADES AHEAD, ALL ADVANCED CLASSES, PLAY SEVERAL INSTRUMENTS, PLAY SOCCER, COMPUTER LANGUAGES, AND MUCH MORE IDIOT, SO LOOK AROUND YOU FRIKIN MONSTER!!" Or something along those lines. He acts like when he pisses ppl off is a 'mistake' but he smiles when he burst someones veins from anger. He has a stupid lisp he keeps ... retard. He says his r's weird. Four - foe (as in foe = enemy) GRRR ANNOYING IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... rambles done. Gotta Run, Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110730320185021490?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110730320185021490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110730320185021490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110730320185021490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110730320185021490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/02/music-theres-way-by-collective-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110711001604104676</id><published>2005-01-30T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T13:33:36.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Hey Jude by The Beatles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just loaded U2's Actung Baby and 1 by the Beatles. I've been afraid to load my Beatles stuff onto my iPod with fearing it would overload and explode. (Mainly cause I have every album they made lol) Yeah...so, all I'm gonna put on there for now is that one one thing (best hits) and The White Album. I can't live with out the White Album. I listened to it constantly when we were in Europe. That album is one of my favorites, truely, it is. Anyway...surpised it took so long to get that Actung Baby loaded on there. Also a awesome album. Na na na na HEY JUDE. Lol Sorry, I'm ok, no really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH! It's 'trendy' to go to a U2 concert now! WHY GOD WHY? Now all them preppy trend followers are gonna switch and... BLAH. For 7 year's they've made fun of me at school -EW, you like U2, how pathetic- and now that tickets are about 300 bucks a piece... it's 'cool'. Man... why does life have to be this way??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... well, iPod shuffle time. Lol here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diggin Your Scene- Smash Mouth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting In Tune - The Who&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easier to Run -  Linkin Park&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lonely as You - The FooFighters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All Apoligies - Nirvana&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Miss You - Blink182&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find Another Girl - The Hives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Time to Burn - The Rasmus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whole Lotta Love - Led Zeppelin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do You Feel Loved? - U2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway...sorry for another boring post...0.o Gotta run, Later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110711001604104676?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110711001604104676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110711001604104676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110711001604104676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110711001604104676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/01/music-hey-jude-by-beatles-just-loaded.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110702404527934765</id><published>2005-01-29T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T13:40:45.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is...CRAZY. CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY!! (I wrote all that holding the shift key...god that might be even crazier) DUDE. If you're any type of U2 fan...you've probably already heard the buzz. But if you ain't I'll let you in on something that's gonna go down in history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW THE STUPID THAT STOLE OUR TICKETS!!! For all the members that joined the OFFICAL U2.com fanclub... we all got presale tickets. Well guess what...half of us that paid 40 dollars to get presale options...didn't even get tickets!! And if we did, we got them BEHIND THE STUPID STAGE. Luckily...me and my dad grabbed some tickets that aren't behind the stage but they are WAYYY up. Which I don't feel to bad about now, because everyone else got tickets in the nosebleeds as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am angry about is that I paid 50 dollars for tickets up in the nosebleeds because I couldn't get seats the exact same price on the floor. It tis a shame... but... at least I got tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...one last thing. I am sick of people screaming at U2. It's NOT U2's FAULT. It's U2.com and Ticketmaster. Life SUCKS get over it. But just don't scream at U2 they didn't do anything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my rant...is done. for today anyway- BWHAHAHA *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110702404527934765?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110702404527934765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110702404527934765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110702404527934765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110702404527934765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110669642720831467</id><published>2005-01-25T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T18:40:27.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry... the site is STILL under construction. Can you believe her?? Not that anyone CARES. :sniff sniff: Yeah... but due to exams... and the layout... she's a &lt;em&gt;bit&lt;/em&gt; busy there. Yeah... exams. Semestre exams... espically spanish. Eh... and Geometry. She had that one today. Oh the joy// sarcasum She gets the grades back tomorrow. Eh... then she has science. :shivers: I fear for her... Well... she don't even got a prayer for science heh... heh... But... she'll be back...soon. She misses yall :sniff sniff: if there is a yall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110669642720831467?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110669642720831467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110669642720831467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110669642720831467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110669642720831467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110660255663576327</id><published>2005-01-24T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T16:35:56.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry, but ILVBONO is currently under construction right now. The owner's a bit peeved at herself for cheeting the way into a layout -_- She's using the same one as Raining in your Heart: The U2 Files (A site of hers). And She can't seem to get over it. So much that she almost started crying in Science (though that wouldn't be very unusal with the teacher who SUCKS). She's a bit... crazy... but please forgive her. She'll be back soon. With her own new wonderful layout that differs then that of her other site. Later &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110660255663576327?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110660255663576327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110660255663576327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110660255663576327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110660255663576327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/01/sorry-but-ilvbono-is-currently-under_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110651736854817343</id><published>2005-01-22T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T16:56:08.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music: The First Time by U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a sniveling, creep, crazy, bastard if you may. But I’m sorry…I can not resist. I changed my layout… to another one. The layout was created mostly by me. The image atop is made PURELY by me. So don’t go and steal it. That is the reason I changed my layout. Do you like? Lol. I’m in the middle of creating a site dealing with U2. Were you can write a letter to them, and then, in a month or so (depends) I’ll send all the letters to U2’s world address. I’ll see what happens… Anyway. I spent a lot of tonight working on the layout and the graphic. And when I was done with the layout… it looked so… soo… good. And I was like… Jesus I gotta have that for my blog! So… yeah. Call me greedy… but I am sooo sorry. I just had to have it! Also, I didn’t really plan on it, but I’m probably gonna put a link to this blog on the site… So… that’s kinda bad ain’t it? I feel bad. 0.o But… tis ok. Well, it’s… uh… sometime at night. No worries though, church has been canceled due to the nasty storm that’s coming in through here. My mom’s pretty happy about it ^^ Alas… my amp is at the church. Though what good is an amp when you have no chord? -_- Especially when that chord has been run over by a school bus. Why oh why is my life so sorrowful? :sniff sniff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new seasons of Stargate SG-1 and Stargate Atlantis kicked off last night. &gt;&gt; Shut up, I’m not a nerd!! &lt;&lt; I thought Atlantis was going to be horrible before the show ever came out. But I’ve grown attached. Especially since Major Shepherd is so cute. ((LINK)) Hehe… Yeah, SG-1 was a bit strange. My family’s been a fan since the beginning… so, yeah. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;As well as the new season of Monk. AHH NO Sherona!! WTH?? AHHH!! :breathes: Ok, I’m done. The new episode of that was also really good. Poor Mr. Henry… lol. ANYWAY. If you are any type of a U2 fan… bookmark this page. Cause I’ll be announcing the new site soon. I just gotta think of a name… 0.o I have part of name… but I gotta come up with some cool lyric… and under the lyric it’ll be dthe u2 dkaidk heh heh. You don’t know!! I wrote it in.. 0.o I dunno. Well, gotta run!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPod Shuffle&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there’s some new game going around. You click Shuffle Songs on your iPod and list the first 10. I’ll be nice and list the first 5… then go to sleep. DON’T LAUGH AT MY MUSIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;1.     Chronicles of Life and Death – Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;2.     Walk on Water – Areosmith&lt;br /&gt;3.     All American Girl – Train&lt;br /&gt;4.     Oh Me – Nirvana (Well, Nirvana Redid the Vasolines version of it)&lt;br /&gt;5.     On the Run – Pink Floyd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110651736854817343?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110651736854817343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110651736854817343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110651736854817343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110651736854817343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/01/music-first-time-by-u2-call-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110627104566177444</id><published>2005-01-20T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T20:30:45.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;10:28am 3rd Period Geometry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGHH!! I am so PISSED! Iht had to fo snown at least an inch yesterday! AN INCH! All the raods in my neighborhood still have snow on them! But we still have to go to school. That is so GAY. Every other school in the STATE is out. Even Colonial Heights and Henrico! The SUBURBS! RICH SUBURBS! But NOOO we have to com to school 2 hours late and stay 2 hours over. GRR. That is WRONG! I probably just bombed that test I just took too! I have a Spanish exam tomorrow. One that counts a whole marking period! It better snow like crazy tonight! IT better! And if they have soccer practice OH WELL! I am not goint to run 2 miles in the SNOW. Gr! My hair's soaking we cause stipid lil 7th graders hit me with like... 8 snowballs at the bust stop! The pain -whines-Psh...still got til like...4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110627104566177444?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110627104566177444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110627104566177444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110627104566177444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110627104566177444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/01/1028am-3rd-period-geometry-argghh-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110608961083556684</id><published>2005-01-17T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T18:06:50.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa! Ever notice how music an change you? Just a minute ago I was feeling all sappy cause I'll probably never meet Bono. Now, I'm like WOO! Bring school on! F teachers, F Daniel, F YOU! Lol. Differnece? Am I bi polar ... no (that I know of anyway) Music.&lt;br /&gt;1st song= Yahweh by U2&lt;br /&gt;2nd song= About to Come Alive by Train&lt;br /&gt;3rd song= Cold Hard B*tch by Jet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a drug...music. Well, at least to me. Now even though it's 1:00 am I wanna go... run a lap at soccer conditiong (Rock and Roll Zepelin [sp? I always spell it wrong!]) Horrible isn't it? Music...&lt;br /&gt;OHHH I watched 4 AWESOME movies this weekend! Scored 4 in one weekend WOO!&lt;br /&gt;50 First Dates&lt;br /&gt;Along Came Polly&lt;br /&gt;What A Girl Wants (...meh...ok)&lt;br /&gt;Collatorial (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I'll report bout l8r. Ohhh remind me to join these fanlistings...:&lt;br /&gt;Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;Ben Stiller&lt;br /&gt;Tom Hanks&lt;br /&gt;:P Gotta Run PEACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110608961083556684?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110608961083556684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110608961083556684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110608961083556684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110608961083556684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/01/whoa-ever-notice-how-music-change-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110590417422851343</id><published>2005-01-16T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:36:14.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Generator by the FooFighters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh...I wanna cry! Ok, I spent 20 dollars on the U2.com membership... and it's not all that great. I was expecting a REALLY awesome email, or at least as nice as the FREE Yahoo account I have. Instead it's horrible! And I can't even put it in Outlook or anything! UGH! It's so simple, and... blah.  But...I have the coolest name though, &lt;a href="mailto:u2ilovethem@u2.com"&gt;u2ilovethem@u2.com&lt;/a&gt; ^^ WOOHOO!! With the membeship you get the rest of the interactive forum... also all of their music videos and albums streaming online. And... let's not forget the main reason I joined up. PRIOTIY BOOKING TICKETS!! BEFORE ANYONE ELSE!! WOOHOO! I AM gonna GO to the concert. I AM I AM!! Only problem is... *tear tear* the server seems to be down now. Poo... Well, gotta run. Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110590417422851343?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110590417422851343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110590417422851343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110590417422851343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110590417422851343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/01/music-generator-by-foofighters-ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110583197393532954</id><published>2005-01-15T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T18:32:53.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Spin You Around by Puddle of Mudd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... my litte brother had a party last night. Amazing, guys are so stupid. All of a sudden, they'd just start beating the crap outta each other. No clue why... but, yeah. 0.o Besides that... hmm, church tomorrow... woohoo. I do not want to go. NO NO NO!! Uh, what else? Oh, yes, life just LOVES to screw me over. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guitar chord, got run over my school bus yesterday. How cool right? God :rolls eyes: This SUCKS. I had gotten on the bus and almost tripped on a chord... then, when I got home, it was laying there, in the street, crushed. How it got there? My dad had driven me up to the bus since it was pouring down RAIN in JANUARY... and I must of dragged it out when I jumped out. How sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sadder thing is... that's the highlight of my weekend. Nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta run, later. LEAVE comment... please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110583197393532954?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110583197393532954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110583197393532954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110583197393532954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110583197393532954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/01/music-spin-you-around-by-puddle-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110575502253746706</id><published>2005-01-14T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T21:10:22.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Simple Kind of Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I am finally totally content with a layout. Wonderfully done. Some one made half, I made the other half. I think we both did well on both parts, so bravo to the two of us! Ok, anyway... So much has happened...I don't really feel like blogging it all. Otherwise you people would get REALLY confused. What I can tell you...is I'm surronded by crazy little dudes. My brother's friends 0.o Oh, I can also tell you I made a 100 A on my Geometry test. BWHAHAHA lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... eh, I have to write a persusive paper on Gay Marriage. Personally, I'm for it. If people wanna get married... I believe they can if they want. You can argue me... with... whatever reason, if you feel different, yet, that is my opinion. Lol. Well, if you wanna talk to me... could u leave a comment or a taggy? Plllleaeeaaassse??? I'd love you 4ever and ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110575502253746706?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110575502253746706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110575502253746706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110575502253746706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110575502253746706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/01/music-simple-kind-of-man-by-lynyrd.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110505075775496130</id><published>2005-01-06T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T17:32:37.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout</title><content type='html'>Well...ladies and gentes... I'm workin to get a new layout!! Soo....If I don't post much, it's because I'm working on a layout. I've been learning some more coding and what not, and will hopefully have a WAY cooler layout ^^ Lol. Well, gotta go work...and... blah, homework. Btw, do you know how much school... SUCKS???? lol, Well, gotta run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110505075775496130?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110505075775496130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110505075775496130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110505075775496130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110505075775496130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-layout.html' title='New Layout'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110443848748728094</id><published>2004-12-30T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T15:28:07.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Music: Homecoming by Green Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe it tis just me... but the user count goes up at least 9 every day... yet no one leaves COMMENTS!!! I do not know if people just don't read my stuff, or if no one likes to leave comments. Maybe I talk about boring SHIT. Well if I do, tell me. Leave ... me...a COMMENT. I'm gonna leave this up here until some one leaves... a comment... so... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110443848748728094?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110443848748728094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110443848748728094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110443848748728094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110443848748728094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/12/comments.html' title='Comments'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110424890977442142</id><published>2004-12-28T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T10:48:29.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: All the Small Things by Blink182&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Christmas is over for those of us who celebrate it. And in only a couple of days will we return to school. Woo... Hoo... Though, I am actually ready to get back. The drag of break is coming towards me, and the sooner school starts the sooner it's over. I have nothing better to do then to sit around on the computer all day reading the U2.com forum, and learning new riffs on my guitar. I'm in the country right now, so it's not like I can run out to the mall for the day. Sabri is coming over today... which I'm a bit worried about. When I woke up this morning I actually dreaded her coming, but... oh well. See, I'm worried there won't be alot to do. I believe we're gonna try to set up an online Manga Comic... espcially today. But, yeah. I've decided I'm gonna make her walk the mile with me up to Food Barn and buy thier spicy chicken. Yummmm. That stuff is so..so... good. Then, we'll probably walk back, and just chill or whatever. We'll watch I-Robot tonight as well...  Oh well, my mom's calling me to clean a room... :grimces: I hate cleaning... But I have to. Sabri should be around here around... 1 or so. Well peace out remember, keep the cheer of U2 in thy heart ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110424890977442142?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110424890977442142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110424890977442142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110424890977442142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110424890977442142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/12/after-christmas.html' title='After Christmas'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110400477110034452</id><published>2004-12-25T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T14:59:31.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas... ahh... iPods...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music: Vertigo by U2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes ladies and gentlemen, yet again are my ears listening to the pure sound of U2... yet it is different now. Usually I would be listening to it on my discman, or this crappy piece of computer. [It's ok... :pats computer:] But now I am listening to it on my brand new U2 iPod which my parents graciously gave me for Christmas. It's so wonderful. The iPod software is just... amazing! And no, I am not using the software on this Windows 98 piece of junk, I was using it on my family's new Gateway computer. This Christmas has been amazing. Beside the ipod, I got a weird, yet cool stand for my guitar, and a couple of picks lol. Not as much as usual, but this iPod was extrememly expensive. And GRRR was I worried! When I had asked for what I would like for Christmas my dad told me everywhere had sold out and I almost cried! But wow, I'm not done loading my Cd's onto the pod, but, about halfway done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case ya didn't know...it has thier siggys all carved in the back. How GREAT! Oh yeah... heh heh. I kinda got really pissed this morning. See, I opened a package, and it was a purse. Yes, I'm a girl, but forgive me, I've always been a tomboy 0.o But anyway, I have a 'purse' and I like it JUST fine. It's big, black, and hangs down below my waist. So I can carry around notebooks and music sheets and stuff. This purse...is small. But, someone bought it for me. And... :drum roll: It is a Louis Vutton or whatever. You know, those really expensive purses. Anyway... I'll stop blabbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who celebrate Christmas whether it's holy, or commerical, Merry Christmas. To those who celebrate any other holiday... be nice, and listen to U2 :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110400477110034452?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110400477110034452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110400477110034452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110400477110034452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110400477110034452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-ahh-ipods.html' title='Christmas... ahh... iPods...'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110390303279781363</id><published>2004-12-24T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T10:43:52.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music- Paint it Black by The Rolling Stones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow oh wow... When I lived in the country... my mom headed a small local methodist church as paster. Well, we made friends, my parents and I, and well, we not got to see them. Well we saw a family of friends of my parents. They have one daughter, Katie, and 2 sons, Barret and David. Well, Katie used to babysit me when I was really little, and yeah, the other 2 sons have done... just stupid stuff. Katie's in school to become a Guidance Consular and married now, Barrets out of college, and going back to Europe [he lived in Italy for a while] and David... hm Dunno bout him. He's pretty quiet. Anyway, I had only seen the parents before we went to Europe in June, but not the kids. Oh my god man, Barret and David are SOOO hot!! Lol, I mean... wow. It's probably because I'm a 14 year old while they're college students. Anyway, I wish I had pictures... But wow. Amazing now... I mean, I remember them when they were younger. I was like, in Elementary school and they were teenages and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care what people say about people in the country being stupid. I think that's a mistake. People in the subrubs where I live now are stupider. The farmers to me are smart. They know alot about mechanics and such. And there are several lawers (civics stuff) and finacers who live there. Ah well, it was a pretty good time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110390303279781363?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110390303279781363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110390303279781363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110390303279781363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110390303279781363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/12/old-friends.html' title='Old Friends'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110338315812894319</id><published>2004-12-18T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T16:08:16.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Manners</title><content type='html'>People... are strange. Now I'm a person, and yes I'm kinda strange, but this strange I'm talking about I guess is called, rudness. Me and my best friend were at the mall. Now, her mom had to grab something outta a store, so, we were gonna wait. Well, the first thing I saw was a cute dude with a skateboard. Why, he had it in the mall... I dunno. I mean, it's not like the fancy richies that go to that mall most of the time would let him skateboard down the hall. But anyway, there he was. Well, my friend, Sabri, decieded to take a seat in the chairs. Well, the only seat was next to him, so, ok we took it. Umm, dunno why we sat together but.... OH YEAH! It could of been because that was the only chair left. //sarcasum&lt;br /&gt;So, it was the only chair, and... being friends we... just sat together. So, the dude was staring. I was a little excited cause he was cute... but he was staring at us. So, I tried speaking to her in Spainish... her NATIVE language... but she didn't quite get it. Well, after talking to her for a bit the kid looks at us and goes... "Are you guys Lesbos?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really remember what we replied... but I was like... amazed that that dude would ask a question like that. I mean... dude. He was cute, and he had another skateboard with him, so he was probably there with someone... but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People... kinda... strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110338315812894319?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110338315812894319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110338315812894319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110338315812894319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110338315812894319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/12/manners.html' title='Manners'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110350438166937140</id><published>2004-12-14T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T21:47:43.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friends.../ Important People</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music- Fast Cars By U2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a whole post dedicated to the important people in my life. Which no duh, I'll be writing alot about. It'll probably change. So if you see slashes through stuff... you'll know that it's changed. On the posts to come, I'll be sure to leave a link back to this in case you're confused. In case you actually cared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabrina-&lt;/strong&gt; She's my best friend. Well, yeah, my Bestest Best Friend. I met her through a friend. At first we just talked a ton over AIM, but now, we're best buddies, and try to hang out alot. She used to live near me, but she's moved to Henrico, 45 mintues away, so it's hard to see each her. I love her, and her family. She's from Argentina, so her family speaks mostly spanish. Her mom's one of the best cooks I know, her brother loves to hack things, her dad loves to scream... durning soccer games, and her grandfather just... kinda sits there. Anyway, my best pal, she's totally awesome. Her only fault...is she is always to god damn happy. Well, that's all she lets other people see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brittany-&lt;/strong&gt; Well, we used to be totally tight. She basically lived with me for most of last year. Alot of things have changed. We got in a huge fight... thanks to Shannon [go down for more]. Anyway, she's a awesome person... when you put away her new hobbies. Sex, drugs, and... hard core rock n roll. But... I'll always love her. Her mom's useless. Not making her go to school, or stop getting tatoos, or screwing random dudes. She's totally awesome... she just needs some... help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucas-&lt;/strong&gt; He's my other best pal. Me and him used be totally tight. Back when I lived in the country. I moved away, he got older, and well, I hadn't seen him in 3 years until this Halloween. I called him up and we spent some time together. He's gotten incrideably hot... and I think he was flirting with me big time... I love him but, I dont get to see him hardly. He's a stupid ass 10th grader dude, who just... god, guys are so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joey-&lt;/strong&gt; He shouldn't be so high on my list. This guy has caused me... well, ok, no. He has had me had some good times. We're kinda tight. I met him through Brittany. He's a total chick magnet with a frikin ego problem. He thinks he's such a player but he goes and dates the frigin preps. Oh, yeah, didn't I tell you? All my friends are... um 'alternative' or the loser kids. He can totally pass... since they flirt with him all the time. I've always been afriad I'd go and get a frigin crush on him, and I think he's cute too, but... please don't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Megan-&lt;/strong&gt; Megan, megan megan... Hmm, the first year I moved here, she was the only nice person in this horrible town, yet then somehow we got to &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; each other. Now we're pretty tight. She's kinda weird, but I'm one to talk. She's really sweet, and she dates this 10th grade dude, Garret. Anyway, she's awesome, and usually says what I need to hear when I'm pissed. She's pretty ... um 'crude' but haliourous all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dillon-&lt;/strong&gt; Friend of Megan. God he's frikin stubborn. Came kinda close to him last year. He sits with us at lunch. Umm... cute... yet really, really... stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amber E.-&lt;/strong&gt; Amber, known her since 5th grade. Didn't really like her cause I thought she didn't really like me. Actually, she's just a really awesome person. She's basically a smart ass to stupid people. And I'll admint... I'm stupid. But now, we're pretty tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Timmy-&lt;/strong&gt; He just moved here, and god is he weird. He's really nice... but god he's weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel-&lt;/strong&gt; Daniel... where can I start? A beatiful blond hair blue eyes soccer player. Had a HUGE crush on him since I met him.. 6th grade. So it's been what? 3 years. The dude ignores me though. I mean, our parents are like... really close, and I see him every Sunday, so what's the GOD DARN DEAL? His dad might be why. His dad plays guitar like me, and well, he talks to me alot. He ... well, yeah, tells me a lot bout Daniel. If I wanted to embarass him at school, trust me I could. But, :sigh: Amber think's he's gay... but.. who knows. His dad's a UPS man... :snickers: But... somehow I think that's awesome. Anyway... he hangs with the wiggers and frikin preps... so, who freaking needs him???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erika-&lt;/strong&gt; Met her through Sabrina. She's awesome. She's really... um, hates people. And she's an awesome drawer. She used to go with Phillip until FRIDAY GRRRRRRRR. But, she's really an awesome person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shannon-&lt;/strong&gt; Oh god, how could I forget? //sarcasum. She's a ... [pardon my french] fucking bitch. Since I met her she's caused me nothing but chaos and crap. She got me and Brittany in that huge fight, telling both of us, both of us were talking bout each other. She lies like... God, she hands out lies like those old ladies give out SAMS Club freebies. She said she went to a mental hospital over spring break and they tried to rape her. Yet, before all that lie started, she said she had tix to the Slipknot Concert the same weekend. Ironic no? Yeah, she went with she was BIsexual for about a day... Coming on to me, and getting turned down made her stop. It was... god, what a... Now, she'll say she's in love with Joey... but then lie, and jumble up and just... GRRR to much to go on about it. OH YEAH. She's the one who gave me the horrible fear of skateboards. Yes that's right, she tied me on to a skateboard, and pushed me down the street she lives on. Not to bad right? Huh.... ha... laugh it up. She lives on a hill. A hill that slopes down into Miles Av. a busy street with trucks and cars and yeah... Ouch... Yeah...I know. So now all my skater friends laugh at me.... hardy har...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110350438166937140?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110350438166937140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110350438166937140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110350438166937140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110350438166937140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-friends-important-people.html' title='My Friends.../ Important People'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110350288005050715</id><published>2004-12-13T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T20:02:37.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;12:33pm 5th Period English&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Cards for a Millionaire is now RE-Opened, yet... RE-Started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the space of a 14 year old girl attending 8th grade in a very ghetto school. My name's whatever. Alot of people call me Keezel, or Weasel. You can call me whatever, and think of me as... whatever. I can be alot of stuff... if I wanted too. That is, I'm a lazy person, so I just think of myself as someone differnet.&lt;br /&gt;This blog is going to be the list of my life. My teenage 'angst'. My doings, my choices, my family, my classmates, my world. It's gonna be a long story... so... you should probably settle in... But I promise to you... it won't be a bore... So... here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110350288005050715?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110350288005050715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110350288005050715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110350288005050715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110350288005050715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/12/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110139499986057083</id><published>2004-11-25T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T10:03:19.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving is today in the US. A day were most get together with family and chow down on turkey. Traditions of different things are kept, and we all have a good time in Fellowship. Well, that's the steorotype anyway. I know with my family it's a little different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's side of the family comes. Yeah know, my grandmother that gives me a bible every year. My mom's brother... [my uncle]is pretty cool, when grandma isn't around. He's very quiet... and always has some stern face on his face. My aunt, used to be a rocket scientist, no joke, she used to work at NASA. But, when my aunt and uncle had a kid, and then another one, she quit and became a stay at home mom. My aunt's really nice, to me anyway. Nice sweet voice, and just... I dunno how to explain it, just very polite and everything. Then my cousins, Ben and Matt. Two annoying as crap kids. Well, when my brother gets thrown into the stew. My mom's side of the family is like that TV Show, Everybody Loves Raymond. She's Robert... poorer then my uncle, not the fav. etc, etc. My uncle, rich as crap, the favorite, and has the wife that my grandmother gossips about behind her back. I've heard her in the car, loads of time just chattering away. My dad's just sort of there, unless he gets pissed cause grandma pushes mom to hard or something. I don't think when I grow up, I'll be so controlled by my parents. They've been pretty good to me considering, so yeah, I don't think I'll have that problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother is the problem I guess you could say. She always favors Ben and Matt over me and Nathaniel.  Dunno what it is. Is it because they're the sons of her fav? Or because they visit them more often? When I was born [first born] I visited all the time. But now we live 2 hours away while my uncle only lives an hour. Plus, if they would take us to the 5 minitue away beach... then, I'd be over there ALLL the time hehe. Anyway, she has like... 'fake' grandchildren while we're away anyway. That shocked me. At their 50th Anversiy this year, who'd the first peace of cake go to? The fake grandchildren. Mom said don't worry about that. That it makes sense, they live down the street, they're cute little 5 and 6 year olds, and cute lil puffy cheek blonds, adorable and all into their education. Well, by the time they're 10 they'll be surfers and be tired of Mr. and Mrs. Meadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, everyone's supposed to be coming in about 20 mintues. So I gotta go get dressed. I'll probably just hang in my room listening to How To Dismantle an Atomic Bomb. Which by the way, awesome, and I'll talk about later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...I completely forgot. After dinner, me, my bro, and 2 cousins are shipped down to VA Beach to spend the time with my grandparents... all weekend, even Sunday. That means we have to go to thier Yupsville church. God, I hate thanksgiving. Oh, and no computer. I'll survive. I shall sit on the swinging porch swing, and write teenage ANGST lol. Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110139499986057083?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110139499986057083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110139499986057083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110139499986057083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110139499986057083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-110054897464280282</id><published>2004-11-15T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T15:02:54.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Music: Don't Worry Bout Me - Joey Ramone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood: Ok I guess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me crazy... but YAY NEW BATHROOM STALL DOORS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;At school today, as I found, in the senior middle girls bathrooms... there are... new stall doors!! Every since the freshman year... I'd sneak in there, and dude, the doors would NOT lock, and they were bout 4 feet tall. Talk bout horrible. You alreay don't have doors in gym locker room... why have 4 feet tall regular stalls?? Anyway... they lock, are taller, and well, smart choice, they're black so it's gonna be hard to write on em. The last ones had "Paper is for LOSERS" writen on em. Lol. Yeah, well, I love spending time outta class and reading the walls. Amazingly I haven't had my name up there, even though last year everyone thought I was Bisexual... which, yeah, but SHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm back... and sort of have an inspiration. Hopefully I won't bore you or anything. Argh, Geometry, Spainish, and a Science Project. Oh joy. I have until Friday to finish the project. I started on it a week ago. I have to write a childrens book on matter. How cool right? (//sarcasum) Anyway, I have to play 8 days worth of chess in extra class... fun right? No... not at all. She has already (the teacher) played all of my chess loving DNA outta me man. Man... me and my brother used to bet money and play each other. Ahh, the life. But, I don't do that anymore, cause I know my little brother could kick my butt. Sad, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's sad is I gotta write his jokes for him. This kid wants my brother to fight him, and as we were walking away from the bus stop the kid was screaming "YOU SCARED YOU SCARED!!?" and Nathaniel (my bro) just kept walking. Well this is what I said to him to say to the kid... I'm genius:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah I'm scared!" My brother screamed.&lt;br /&gt;"Loser!"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm scared of that ugly face of yours! Everytime I look at it, I get all shivery."&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;"Now, you get some contacts... and that braces mess off your face, and hmmm, fix that nose of yours... then, you can come back at me, and I'll give yeah a fight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid by then was like "WTF...?" to himself... and left my brother alone. Though, I was whispering him this the whole time which he screamed to the kid 20 feet away :sigh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ether way... gotta run. Homework... joy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-110054897464280282?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/110054897464280282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=110054897464280282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110054897464280282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/110054897464280282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/11/music-dont-worry-bout-me-joey-ramone.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-109986469070039159</id><published>2004-11-07T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T16:58:10.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Music: Run - Snow Patrol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood: Happy enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow Patrol might be backing U2 on U2's tour... maybe even going with them. That would be totally sweet if I got to see U2 AND Snow Patrol. Well, I was just watching Casablanca... a really awesome movie. Lol, you know, the one with Rick, and the song 'As Time Goes By'. Ok, I'll shut up. Um, well, school tomorrow... joy oh great joy. Yeah, I have to much work... bah... way to much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, my blogs have become incrideablly boaring and stupid. What should I do?? I keep forgetting my dreams... and then my writing is getting suckier and suckier.... that's not a good thing... god, now I'm not to happy, I feel like crying a bit. Well, as this sucks... yeah, I'll probably post again soon, but, I'm gonna give it a break for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll Be Back Soon, Don't Stop Reading My Blog, I'll Be Back Promise!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As U2 said... "I gotta go away for a while and redream it over again"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-109986469070039159?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/109986469070039159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=109986469070039159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/109986469070039159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/109986469070039159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/11/music-run-snow-patrol-mood-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-109970045773505464</id><published>2004-11-05T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T19:20:57.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Music: Angie - The Rolling Stones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood: Happier then I usually Am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally ADORE this song...I've always thought Mick Jagger sung, "Angel, Angel" but... he's saying Angie lol. I'm trying to learn the song on the guitar right now ^_^ Oh DUDE I have come up with the total music lovers DREAM. Every week I will inheart 3 songs of my choice. If I save my 2 quaters left over from lunch for the whole week, I can buy 3 songs from the Walmart Music Song thing. If I decide to buy a bag of chips one day or something... then 2 songs. Dollars are so important to me now!! I can like... dude, buy a song. How awesome. The lunch money is provided to me by my parents, so, basically 3 free songs a week! Now, it also motavates me not to eat junk food. My friends have put me on some Cosmo Girl work out for... 4 days a week for a month and I'll have some... 'nice toned bod' Well, whatever. I only way 129... But, it gives me something to do. But man, how sweet. This week I'll probably buy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're All To Blame - Sum41&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Brightside - The Killers&lt;br /&gt;Lola - The Kinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Lola's an awesome song. You should listen to it some time. Actually, I dunno really were you can listen to that, but you can listen to Angie &lt;a href="http://www.xsao.net/Rock/3Rock/Rolling_Stones/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The album is Goat Head Soup. Really great song. :sigh: Well, I am no longer single... I guess that's a good thing... but yeah. Anyway, off that topic cause it's kinda weird. This person has liked me for a looonnnggg time, they were just scared to say anything. Weird... it feels kinda fake, but then truely good. But, dont get all angry. I'm not really 'going out'. I mean, they're always grounded, hopefully they'll be able to use the phone next week... But, yeah, I might be able to go over to thier house... anyway, Yeah, I'm saying they cause it's a she. Lol, hopefully nobody'll freak anywhere. But, Well, have to run, ttyl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angie, angie, when will those clouds all disappear?&lt;br /&gt;Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here?&lt;br /&gt;With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats&lt;br /&gt;You can’t say we’re satisfied&lt;br /&gt;But angie, angie, you can’t say we never tried&lt;br /&gt;Angie, you’re beautiful, but ain’t it time we said good-bye?&lt;br /&gt;Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?&lt;br /&gt;All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke&lt;br /&gt;Let me whisper in your ear:&lt;br /&gt;Angie, angie, where will it lead us from here?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, angie, don’t you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet&lt;br /&gt;I hate that sadness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But angie, angie, ain’t it time we said good-bye?&lt;br /&gt;With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats&lt;br /&gt;You can’t say we’re satisfied&lt;br /&gt;But angie, I still love you, baby&lt;br /&gt;Ev’rywhere I look I see your eyes&lt;br /&gt;There ain’t a woman that comes close to you&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, dry your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But angie, angie, ain’t it good to be alive?&lt;br /&gt;Angie, angie, they can’t say we never tried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-109970045773505464?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/109970045773505464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=109970045773505464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/109970045773505464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/109970045773505464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/11/music-angie-rolling-stones-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-109960205255842451</id><published>2004-11-04T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T16:00:52.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nov 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Music: Homecoming - Green Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood: Content&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://img15.exs.cx/img15/1200/atomicbobbi.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah, hey, sup? I gotta start posting more!! I've been working on that fanlisting page... which those aren't even HALF of em so... bwhahahaha. So, yeah, I gotta work on it a bit but yeah. Got asked out... by another girl again today... 0.o a bit strange but yeah. She's one of my friends... Shannon but... um, yeah O.o Ok, well, enough on that SUBJECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;a href="http://www.comedycentral.com/tv_shows/thedailyshowwithjonstewart/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Daily Show with Jon Steward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;last night, totally awesome. I'm so glad theirs some one on TV who likes Kerry over Bush. Then, my family watched the next episode of &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/lost/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which talked about Chairle's life a bit. God, I love him ^_^ He's soooo cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!! 19 more days til... :drum roll please: HTDAAB!!! WOOHOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally boring post and i oppligize... bye for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-109960205255842451?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/109960205255842451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=109960205255842451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/109960205255842451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/109960205255842451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/11/nov-4.html' title='nov 4'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-109935345705044741</id><published>2004-11-01T18:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T18:57:37.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nov 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Music: Something Jet Did...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood: Moody...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img15.exs.cx/img15/1200/atomicbobbi.gif" /&gt; Well, I was gonna use this icon for my AIM... but it's to many bytes -_- I just spent about 40 mintues working on it. My life is stupid. I was gonna make a bigger one to use on the blog... but, hey I'm feed up. Anyway, school... was yeah. I'm trying to think now. Ok, well, we went on a field trip to &lt;a href="http://www.presidentspark.org/overview.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;President's Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Which, was ok overall. I hung with friends and crap... had a good enough time. Better then school anyway. Joey totally ditched me and Megan. :shruggs: Well, I took some pictures... and will take some more Wedesday. Why you ask wedensday? Tomorrow is electon day... no school!! WOOHOO!! Anyway, President's Park (linky in red) is this... thing. Some dudes put together HUGE head things of ALL the presidents. So, yeah, they're all together there. It was torture, because right across the road was &lt;a href="http://www.watercountryusa.com/water_country/va/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Water Country USA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I'm putting more links... supposdly gets more readers that way or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you can see... only... 22 more days til U2's new album!! WOOHOO. God I can NOT wait. I'm a total U2 freak... and have been for a while... hehe. Anyway, thier new song is Vertigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Hello (hola)&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a place called Vertigo (Donde esta?)&lt;br /&gt;It's everything I wish I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;Execpt you give me...&lt;br /&gt;I can feel, Feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's how I believe the chorus goes. I can play it on the guitar ^_^ My brother thinks I'm crazy. "You know how to play a song... that's not even out on Cd, and you've only heard it twice??" Oh well, I love it. And Bono's awesome... :faints: God, I wish I could meet him... SO BAD! Anyway... hmm, Joey's signed on... let me talk to him :goes to IM him: Btw: If you wanna AIM me my s/n is :&lt;strong&gt; u2ilovethem&lt;/strong&gt; . Hmm, the innocent act. It pisses me off cause he's so cute... but then he's a... 'frep' half freak half prep. Or so Shannon says :rolls eyes: Which Phillip wants to go with Shannon, but he goes with my close friend Erika... and ARGH I don't wanna tell her b/c she ... really likes him. I guess anyway BLAH. And Brittany... go ahead, screw the whole population of men in Hopewell why don't yeah?? I mean, Nathan is cute... and all, but COME ON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's my crazy rant, peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Lucas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-109935345705044741?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/109935345705044741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=109935345705044741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/109935345705044741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/109935345705044741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/11/nov-1.html' title='nov 1'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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-7765161.post-109909413606019573</id><published>2004-10-29T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T19:55:36.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oct 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Music: If God Will Send His Angels - U2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood: Worried&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel extremely violated. My guitar is no where near me... My instructer instructed me that my high E string needed to be looked at. Well, DUH I knew that. Just figured it was the string. But... It needs a whole neck re-ajustment. Well, no big deal, they'll do it for free. No... worries. Until that is my mother goes, "Boy, I hope they don't do anything to it." Great, get me frikin scared now. So, yes I am very worried. The guy said he'd have it done by closing time today. But, well, it's past closing time, and he hasn't called us. Or maybe it was because mom's cell phone was turned OFF THE WHOLE TIME. Ether way, I'll wait, but I feel so bad. I was supposed to spend my free time learning how to play 'The Ocean' By Led Zepplin (always spell that wrong...). But, alas, my guitar is not with me, and I feel extremely wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not chat it up with my friends you may ask! HA! It tis but Homecoming. Remember those? When you're highschool got together for some stupid football game with tons of cheerleaders? Well, it would be OK to go. I mean, I went last year. I only, got soaking drenched (my friend is afraid of rain... I gave her my jacket. Under which was a white shirt -_-), caught a rather nasty cold, got caught calling the Quaterback stupid by his mother, oh yeah! And slipped down about 5 layers of bleachers BECAUSE of the rain. Once I finished my fast ride down, everyone on the Hopewell side moaned "OWWWWW". Heh, my friends thought it was a tackle. The loudest OWW the whole game. :sighs: I stupidly rushed up, my hair sticking to my face from the wet screaming "I MEANT TO DO THAT! I'M SUPERMAN! i CAN FLY!" and after hearing how stupid that sounded : "I'M OK!!!" :nods head sadly at the remience: I slip alot. And I hate it beacuse people are always ARE YOU OK?! Well, lets think, I just sliped, what'd yeah think? Like a couple of days ago. Rain, in the hallway, I slipped, The science teacher runs to my aid, "Are you ok?" The hallway... explodes. Not Daniel though, he rolls his eyes and keeps going. Fat-head stupid BASTARDO. WOOOHOOOO I know one cuss word in Espanol, Spainsh BWAHAHAHA! I'm cool now... anyway, it's not half as good as last Friday night... but, hey, I got my harmonica. Heh heh, I was playing it in the car and my mom flipped. She thought it was a horn blowing haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to run.... Ta Ta for now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7765161-109909413606019573?l=ilvbono.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/feeds/109909413606019573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7765161&amp;postID=109909413606019573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/109909413606019573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7765161/posts/default/109909413606019573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilvbono.blogspot.com/2004/10/oct-29.html' title='oct 29'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><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></feed>
