<?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-7776424309308413949</id><updated>2012-01-28T17:21:18.799-08:00</updated><category term='Done'/><title type='text'>Boxelder Bugs Need To Die</title><subtitle type='html'>Today you are you, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is youer than you.
-Dr. Seuss</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-7904212664204988543</id><published>2012-01-28T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T17:21:18.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Following the Commandments</title><content type='html'>I can't believe what a difference paying your tithing and going to institute make in my life. Its like even though bad things happen, they aren't nearly as bad as they could be, or my attitude is just so much better. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday I got rear ended, but thats okay! It ended up fixing a problem I was going to have to deal with anyways! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus I get a ballin' rental car:):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. Work has been so much better and I just got an opportunity to do a Nutrition Tutoring workshop for 6 weeks in the summer. If I get this job, it would be such a blessing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a short post today, I have homework to get to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andie;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-7904212664204988543?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/7904212664204988543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=7904212664204988543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7904212664204988543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7904212664204988543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2012/01/following-commandments.html' title='Following the Commandments'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-9173492337290219349</id><published>2012-01-13T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T12:21:16.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Threw It Out the Window To See a Little Butter-Fly</title><content type='html'>This campus is beautiful. My campus is absolutely stunning. And I can walk from one end to the other in about 10 minutes. &lt;div&gt;Suck that Utah University. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I am now a new proud MacBook owner! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a used MacBook for about 589.00 on Ebay. Great deal. It works great so far!!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have a problem with some software though. I brought the Word software with me but since its from 2004, my Mac won't install it. LAME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that is okay. I will deal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edge of Desire from John Mayer is one of my favorite songs at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He might be a dick in real life, but that boy can sure sing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This semester is going to be great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying my hardest to get at least a 3.7 GPA this time. Last semester was kind of sucky, but I won't make the same mistakes that I did last year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its funny how time flies. I've now finished a semester of College and have met some great new people along the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided that there is no capacity limit on how many people you can love or let into your life. Sure, the bigger the more complicated, but I have to add that there is more joy as well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never had a problem with being real. Anything that I say, I mean. The majority of the time that gets me into trouble, but at least I can say that I never said something I didn't mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said, I have a problem with people who are fake. When can I trust them? Who are they when they are alone? What on earth do they mean when they say cryptic sentences? See how annoying that could get?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing I can really say that would fix this problem would be to love them. Love does fix all emotional problems. Its the love of our Brother Jesus Christ that lets us repent and become perfect. So there is hope for everyone - especially me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any ways! Its time for Bio 1610 now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-9173492337290219349?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/9173492337290219349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=9173492337290219349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/9173492337290219349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/9173492337290219349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2012/01/she-threw-it-out-window-to-see-little.html' title='She Threw It Out the Window To See a Little Butter-Fly'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-134320309997929416</id><published>2011-11-28T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T11:27:04.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Dead of Night</title><content type='html'>Its crazy what happens after midnight.&lt;br /&gt;All of these things you say you wouldn't do, happen.&lt;br /&gt;All the things that you said you would do, don't happen.&lt;br /&gt;I personally believe that you change when that clock ticks past midnight.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm very partial to that belief. No one else seems to believe me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm furious.&lt;br /&gt;I really am.&lt;br /&gt;I feel betrayed and forsaken by a person that I really didn't think that would ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;But that is what happens when I idolize people.&lt;br /&gt;I do it with all the guys that I currently like and I do it with friends that I really shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;We are all human and sometimes I forget that. But that the same time, damn people upset me!&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have to make bad decisions? Better question: why do people not believe me when I say an action is a bad decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ancient Greek Mythology, there is a prophetess named Cassandra that can see the future. Her gift is also her curse. No one listens to her when she speaks, even if its telling someone to stop doing what they are doing because they will become dead from that action.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Cassandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I give this amazing guidance sometimes to just have it forgotten on the wayside. But, then I also have to remember that we were put on this Earth to make mistakes and to learn and to have free agency, and that calms me down a bit. I do not like it when people do not listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel forgotten and abandoned and unheard. Which in my book, unheard is worse than heard and ignored. At least I was heard in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring someone is an active action. take it from a person who had to grow up with Seth as a brother. It took me at least till I was 17 to realize that if I ignore him, he will go away. I had to fight myself just to keep from yelling at him sometimes. But in the end, it paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am trying to say is: I have been told in my patriarchal blessing that I have the gift of discernment - and sometimes I forget that that gift is for my stewardship only, and that people I love and care about are not necessarily in my stewardship. Its a lesson that I am constantly learning, especially dealing with 19 year old girls most of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, when people want my help, I will give it to them, but when they want reassurance that they have done nothing wrong when they have, I will not be there.&lt;br /&gt;I do not lie to the people I love about things I feel. Sometimes I feel like I'm the only sane person in the room and then I remember that I am the insane one. Its a double edged sword that one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might feel like a jumbled mess on your computer screen, but that is my life. A jumbled mess punctuated with exciting moments and tragic events. But the one feeling that I have had for a good 15 hours now is disappointment and I need to get rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one time where I have been grateful that I am going to work tonight because I know what the hell I am doing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all! Thanks for listening to the ranting, I surely appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andie;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-134320309997929416?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/134320309997929416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=134320309997929416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/134320309997929416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/134320309997929416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-dead-of-night.html' title='In the Dead of Night'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-9092250487975425040</id><published>2011-11-14T11:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T11:44:06.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upon My Liars Chair</title><content type='html'>Time goes by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I have lived in Cedar my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;But heaven knows that I ache to go home almost every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my family so darn much.&lt;br /&gt;First semester is almost over and finals week is only a couple weeks away now.&lt;br /&gt;That scares me to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the song I am about to reference is a bit dark and depressing, but man is it cathartic.&lt;br /&gt;Hurt by Johnny Cash (a cover of Nine Inch Nails), is bone quakingly beautiful. I swear if I wasn't in the university library, I would cry from just watching it on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a hypocrite. I always put myself so much higher than everyone else in my mind, but when I see others do it, I call them out on it and get up in arms towards them.&lt;br /&gt;It takes a lot of gumption to look yourself in the mirror and see what is painfully obvious. My roommate Emily said something last night about changing yourself. She said that it gives you a sort of elated feeling, like you can do anything. I completely agree with her statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to change a bunch of things.&lt;br /&gt;I need to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get my homework done.&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;I need to take my life seriously and actually put my all into what I do.&lt;br /&gt;I need to take pride in my work.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be less judgmental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To look at all those things is a daunting task. I could add almost 20 more things if I wanted to, but I will spare all of that for a later psychological evaluation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I am so dark and depressing! Sometimes I just need to get it out and have no one talk back or give me the advise that I already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Things I am Grateful For:&lt;br /&gt;1. Freedom of speech.&lt;br /&gt;2. The ability to see others as how they are, not who they should be.&lt;br /&gt;3. My cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;4. My family, biological and adopted.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;6. Music.&lt;br /&gt;7. A roommate that doesn't judge me. Even though I have earned it.&lt;br /&gt;8. Tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;9. Johnny Cash.&lt;br /&gt;10. Orange nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Andie;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-9092250487975425040?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/9092250487975425040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=9092250487975425040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/9092250487975425040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/9092250487975425040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/11/upon-my-liars-chair.html' title='Upon My Liars Chair'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-8595494367687591664</id><published>2011-10-24T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:10:44.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure = A Way to Find Success</title><content type='html'>I think I failed my biology test today.&lt;br /&gt;Its okay though, I am only freaking out a little. I'm afraid that I am not freaking out enough though. That is scary.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I hate people who learn really easily. But then again, when it is something that I want to learn about I learn it super easy. Example: Nutrition. I love that class. Like legit love that class. Plus I am so damn good at it too. I get the answers right almost always. Its the one class that I work hard at because I love it and want to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn how to do that with all of my classes. Not just Nutrition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Things I am Grateful For:&lt;br /&gt;1. Change.&lt;br /&gt;2. My mom.&lt;br /&gt;3. Unpredictable situations.&lt;br /&gt;4. New people.&lt;br /&gt;5. Old friends.&lt;br /&gt;6. Failed tests.&lt;br /&gt;7. Aced tests.&lt;br /&gt;8. Music that makes me dance.&lt;br /&gt;9. Three classes that I have to go to.&lt;br /&gt;10. Tuesdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-8595494367687591664?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/8595494367687591664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=8595494367687591664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8595494367687591664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8595494367687591664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/10/failure-way-to-find-success.html' title='Failure = A Way to Find Success'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-3185139550499629992</id><published>2011-10-14T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T09:40:21.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Method to the Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is interesting to see how many times I learn this lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just put in the work, and it will get easier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just go do my homework, its not that bad and wont take that long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just clock in and don't you dare think of running away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more mile! Just one more mile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two more minutes with the boys, I will not regret it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 15 more minutes of reading, I need to hear the gospel word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sooner or later the agony does end, and the pain subsides, and the joy begins! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learned that I am a certain human that more often than not moves away from pain instead of moving towards pleasure. This can be seen in a bunch of aspects from my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bright shining example - homework: I will do the easiest, most painless pathway to get the job done. But when I do that, I sometimes miss out on the things that I really needed to dive in and get my hands dirty with. Does that make sense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have been saying that a lot: Does that make sense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a hard time iterating what I want to say, but when it comes to the written word, I can get it all out there and make sure that I have all my ducks in a row. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I sometimes like texting better than talking. I am a visual person and when I can see what I have written, it makes it easier for me to talk. But when my mouth opens, I better rethink what I am about to say or else I just get tongue tied and confusing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I love to talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just have to get better at it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of last minute thoughts, I have decided to change the last little segment of this blog to - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Top Ten Things I am Grateful For:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My roommate Lilly, who always knows what to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Yoga pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My great car that is going to be taking me home this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Heavenly Father - He really knows what he is doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Friends that care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. The opportunity to meet new people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Stereotypes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. People that break stereotypes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Honey Bunches of Oats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. My cell phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andie;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-3185139550499629992?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/3185139550499629992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=3185139550499629992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3185139550499629992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3185139550499629992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/10/method-to-madness.html' title='Method to the Madness'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-8201988290065640348</id><published>2011-09-30T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:33:41.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Little Thing Called Fickle</title><content type='html'>Yeah, that's what I am.&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that I have moved on from the previous mentioned boy already, but I have. Scary how fast that works.&lt;br /&gt;I cant really tell you why or how, but I just kinda happened, and here we are now.&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn about college, the more I realize that people don't follow schedules. Everyone is off doing something without any consideration of anyone else's schedule. Sometimes its a good thing, and then sometimes it makes me so mad I could punch a nun.&lt;br /&gt;I have also learned that these people around me have never heard the phrase 'punch a nun' and they really think its funny.&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am, without the slightest chance of getting together with the guy I wanted and surprisingly  I am ecstatic about it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there is my update.&lt;br /&gt;I am so fickle. I really shouldn't date almost missionaries. I would not be able to wait for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Andie;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-8201988290065640348?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/8201988290065640348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=8201988290065640348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8201988290065640348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8201988290065640348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/09/funny-little-thing-called-fickle.html' title='Funny Little Thing Called Fickle'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-7156671060766310830</id><published>2011-09-24T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T00:41:40.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~~It Hit Me Like a 500 pound Lady~~</title><content type='html'>Isn't it funny how life has a way of making you eat your own words? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone really knows me, they know that I love boys who are at least 6'2''. Basketball is my favorite sport. I had a crush on my next door neighbor - who is married and has two kids - because he is 1) a bball player at, I think, 6'7'' and 2) an amazing person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of my highschool heart throbs were above 6'4'', the tallest being 6'6''. I just love the tall guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So who am I just falling for hard? oh just some guy who is - I think - shorter that me. To protect my dignity and his, I wont name names, but let me tell you: he is an amazing person. I will be so jealous of his future wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I just say how absolutely amazing college is? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love love LOVE this:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure the homework is killer, and I am almost positive I might lose my scholarship, but seriously: its all good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love having 5 boy neighbors who come over without calling or even asking. I love how they just walk in. I. Love. It. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how much my roommate and I are alike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how I can get whatever I want at the grocery store and not have to worry about little munchkins getting into it:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love not having a curfew - even though I impose one on myself just because its safer for me like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love being able to call myself a college student. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love having guys who are off their missions already around all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how I get to meet all these new people and not have any prejudices or predisposed opinions on them or them having those same thoughts against me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how I can tell people what I really think and not be seen as outrageous or scary or intimiading, because others will stand up for what they believe in and debate with me about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love when class is cancelled:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bascially love everything about this little town except the no shopping and the massive homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have to go to bed because I am gettin up in the morning to go to work and earn my money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andie:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Thanks for reading, even if you dont leave a comment - it makes me feel loved! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-7156671060766310830?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/7156671060766310830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=7156671060766310830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7156671060766310830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7156671060766310830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-hit-me-like-500-pound-lady.html' title='~~It Hit Me Like a 500 pound Lady~~'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-2427060368967112759</id><published>2011-09-05T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T16:19:24.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Know How To Say This, But...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So the student body president of SUU was in my apartment till 12 last night. I know, crazy hu? With two other guys and they all played the guitar and ukulele singing to my roommates. I don’t know how to take it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of my roommates says she is in love with a missionary and then does this sliding down the banister thing for the guys.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Another one of my roommates explicitly says she doesn’t want a boyfriend and yet attracts them like mosquitoes in Cache Valley. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The other one of my roommates wants a boyfriend so bad that the first RM she meets is suddenly the one – and the guy she was with at home gets dropped (after he drives all the way down from Riverton to spend time with her) like a leaking sack of trash. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So the roommates that are left are Lilly and I. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lilly has a boy that is so great and she really does like him while I am kinda thinking that SUU is not the place that I will be meeting my future husband. Which just sucks because that means that the next four, possibly five, years will be really REALLY boring. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m having doubts about if I am supposed to get married at all. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think I send out vibes of ‘beyotch’ to the guys and that turns them off.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lilly is the best wingman out there. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I miss my family like crazy, and I am worried that I won’t get the time off that I need from work to go see them over the holidays. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I need a new job.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On the bright side, I have lost about 7 lbs being Lilly’s roommate. She is the healthiest person ever. And I have gotten up and gone to the gym almost every single day since I have moved down here. All thanks to Lilly. I really love this girl and it really was an act of God that brought us in the same house. I am so glad that it turned out this way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know how I am supposed to do this: be flirty. I want the guys around me to know who I am already and to actually like the person inside. I want the whole ‘first impression’ thing out of the way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hi, my name is Andie, spelled with an ‘ie’ not a ‘y’. I love comedies and will laugh at almost anything. I love to dance crazy, and have almost no insecurities when it comes to what I say. I have no filter and will probably embarrass you if you’re a person who actually gets embarrassed at what people say. I am independent and yet will be one of the most attentive people you have ever met. I will always text you back. I will try my damndest to help you in anyway if I make that ‘loyalty’ connection with you. I want someone to care deeply about but if they don’t care back I will sever that feeling and will do my best to avoid you like the plague. I am severely awkward when it comes to guys that I am attracted to. I am deathly afraid of being wrong and seen as stupid. I love to sing and will do it in front of anyone. To know me is to love me.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why can’t people just see that before they meet me and then proceed to be my friend? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life is hard. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Andie;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-2427060368967112759?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/2427060368967112759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=2427060368967112759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2427060368967112759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2427060368967112759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-know-how-to-say-this-but.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know How To Say This, But...'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-2634042145474418021</id><published>2011-08-25T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T16:24:02.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College, the ALL American Experience</title><content type='html'>I. Love. College.&lt;br /&gt;There just aren’t enough words to portray how amazing this phase of my life is going to be. Of course I have been told that from the start of this experience, but it’s nice to know that people haven’t been giving me false hope.&lt;br /&gt;Not only are the people friendly, they deliberately go out of their way to be nice. Who the hell is nice these days? People in Cedar City, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter if it’s 10:10 PM and Lilly is trying to do her homework, people still want us outside to go hot-tubing. I feel like the fact that our bedroom window is facing directly to the pool/sauna area is going to be a blessing and a curse.&lt;br /&gt;Funny Story Alert:&lt;br /&gt;So our blinds were open while we were taking a ‘Dance Break’ from homework – without music I add – and I looked up to our window and see that people were looking at us. Correction: Guys were looking at us, from across the parking lot. Yeah. I drop strait to the floor (I have the rug burn to prove it) and start laughing so hard that Lilly curls over in hysterics.&lt;br /&gt;Less than 20 seconds later we hear a knock at our window (second time this week btw) and there are 4 guys inviting us to the hot tub; Lilly, the girl that has the most game ever, happily agrees. An episode of Better Off Ted, and some tried-to-do-our-homework time later, we have another knock at our window. Again the boys are inviting us out and we simply can’t refuse. Plus Lilly just won’t back down from a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;We get there and are coerced into cannon-balling into the almost-seven foot deep hot tub. The wimp I am wouldn’t even dare while Lilly gladly took the challenge and literally ran with it. I was so impressed with her. (Next time I’m jumping in too).&lt;br /&gt;For the next 30 minutes we conversed and laughed and got sufficiently soaked with water. It was a great night.&lt;br /&gt;For being a scaredy-cat I sure am glad to have Lilly as a roommate to say, “Andie, don’t think about it and just do it.” And “Andie, you’re hot.”&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t know how I got so lucky to have her as a roommate. She is a truly amazing person.&lt;br /&gt;I love college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;1. I will not eat more than 2 times a week out.&lt;br /&gt;2. Heavenly Father takes away the fear if you ask him to.&lt;br /&gt;3. I might be the worst wingman ever.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am getting up at 6 in the morning to go to the gym so this is the last thought of the post.&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;Andie;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-2634042145474418021?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/2634042145474418021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=2634042145474418021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2634042145474418021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2634042145474418021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/08/college-all-american-experience.html' title='College, the ALL American Experience'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-676560738167207915</id><published>2011-08-16T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T15:49:03.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to Do The World Views and EXACTLY Where to Put Them</title><content type='html'>It seems like there are just more and more heart breaking cases of immoral behavior among teenagers. &lt;div&gt;Girls addicted to pornography, Stake Presidents daughters getting pregnant, Stake Presidents wives having sex with missionaries.... it just goes on and on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting discouraged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If all of the 'good guys' I know that went on their missions are coming back a week after they left, where are the actual Good Guys? If some of my best friends are making choices that will dictate their future - for worse - what chance will I stand? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst part about my friends is that they don't understand what exactly they are doing wrong - sorry understand is the wrong word. Realize, they don't realize. Some of them actually do realize what they are doing but they are so self-involved that they are in denial that the actions they are committing will hurt them in the long run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I'm just experiencing what a regular teenager is suppose to do!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I haven't had sex. It only counts if you have sex.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'It isn't a big deal Andie. This is my life, I can live it the way I want to.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my favorite excuse : "I'm a different person than I was. I don't believe in some of the same things you do anymore."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BULL SHIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They know exactly what they are doing. Their spirits are SCREAMING inside: 'STOP!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why the hell do I even try anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why cant I find someone who agrees with me to the same extent that their actions will follow? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are my best friends not who I thought them to be? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess why this scares me so much is because if it happens so easily for them, how easy can I fall and slip on this very slippery slope? What is keeping me from doing the same things? What examples do I have to keep my actions and future in perspective? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have made a commitment to myself that I will not have any SEXUAL RELATIONS (and everything that that entails)* before marriage, and then once I am married, I will keep SEXUAL RELATIONS between my spouse and I - and NO ONE ELSE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to hand it to my amazing Aunt Angie. I heard a long time ago that she had simple rules for dating and kissing to keep her away from certain situations that would get her in trouble. Some of these are hers, and all of them are endorsed by the church:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No kissing while parked in a car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No kissing while laying down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No kissing on a bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No kissing on a couch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No sleep-overs with guys PERIOD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do NOT be totally alone in a bedroom with a guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Double dates only&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of these are the same standards of the church and I agree wholeheartedly to each and everyone of these rules. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am making a contract before I leave for school that entails each and everyone of these rules and I will sign it and put it up on my wall in my apartment - right above my bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLEASE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have these talks with your children when they are ready. Five year olds are kinda young by the way... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If children know from the get go that sexual relations are prohibited - AND WHY - they are less likely to do them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another point that I heard, and agree with, from my dear friend Sydney, was that teenagers do not need phones with Internet on them. Heaven knows that we don't need to be on Facebook 24 hours a day. I am trying - probably in vain - to keep my fb hours to a minimum of 1 a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this sounds like a lecture - and it is - but I sincerely want the people I love the most to know what is going around them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sex is everywhere. Movies, magazines, music videos, music, Internet, stores, ANYWHERE YOU LOOK THERE IS BOUND TO BE SOMETHING ABOUT SEX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best way to defend against it, is to not look. Easier said than done, I know. But it works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andie:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*If you are wondering what that entails, go look in the Strength for Youth or the church website. If you need help further, please talk to a parent or heck, me! I will answer any questions you need strictly from the LDS Church's point of view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-676560738167207915?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/676560738167207915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=676560738167207915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/676560738167207915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/676560738167207915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-to-do-world-views-and-exactly.html' title='What to Do The World Views and EXACTLY Where to Put Them'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-1853677862136863433</id><published>2011-08-02T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:06:36.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5. 4. 3. 2. 1. Blast Off!</title><content type='html'>As of tomorrow I will have two weeks left at home. So here is my bucket list of things to get done - in case you wanted to know;)&lt;div&gt;These aren't in a specific order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Get a hair cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Go out to lunch with my girlfriends one last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Lose at lease 5 lbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Try and get some Maroon 5 tickets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Get to IKEA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Go up to Logan one more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Start packing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Meet with my roommate (if possible).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Go on a mini-vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Spend as much time as I can with the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Get my Macbook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there is my plan! I guess only half of these will actually happen since my life now consists of work, work, and oh - did I mention work? I currently will be working about 35-40 hours this week, and thankfully I have Saturday off for Sydney's baptism and Tim McGraw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you all! Hope you are doing well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andie;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-1853677862136863433?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/1853677862136863433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=1853677862136863433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1853677862136863433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1853677862136863433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-4-3-2-1-blast-of.html' title='5. 4. 3. 2. 1. Blast Off!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-9126631829392925892</id><published>2011-06-28T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T14:14:18.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~ A Whole Lot To Do, and NO Time To Do It ~</title><content type='html'>Moving Day Count Down: &lt;div&gt;52 Days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm leaving home on August 17th to go down to Cedar City for SUU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time I think about this it gives me butterflies. I seriously cannot wait. But at the same time, I've experienced this bittersweet after taste to the 'I'm almost outta here' attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to be completely honest, I think mom has finally started to realize that this is the real deal here. I'm really moving out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really starting my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really going to be on my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I have some doubts and fears about what is going to be happening in the next little while, but if I keep strong to the scriptures and the gospel, I have a feeling that those thoughts will slowly go away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My best friend is leaving on Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is the only person who I have truly loved and would do anything for since 9th grade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She leaves for college in Pittsburgh - after her tour around Europe - and I probably wont see her till Christmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, I'm absolutely pissed that I don't get more time with her this summer. We have only had about 3 weeks of it, and that isn't even a 3rd of the time I have here in Bountiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learned through a lot of experiences this summer that the unexpected will happen no matter how prepared you are, or you think you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I person I thought I held dear turned out to be a fake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a promotion that I have been praying for for weeks now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little red car died on me a week and a half ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But from all that, I think that the lesson is: Take trials with a good and humble attitude and the consequences wont be a bad as they seem to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus no one likes a Debbie Downer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to thank everyone who has written and sent cards for my graduation. That really was so thoughtful and nice of you guys.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graduation was a blast and I am so so SO happy that it is finally over. I cannot convey the immense relief and happiness that I get from knowing that I never have to go back to High School again. Especially Bountiful High. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next few weeks will be so interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to buy a new car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family is trying to get a new house and move out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get a new Macbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And save up enough money for my housing in Cedar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me good luck guys! I'm gonna need it:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I love the show Psych.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I am getting some feelings of Nostalgia every time I pass my high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I am so dang proud of my cousin Meghan for being so brave and Christ-like going down to  Ecuador and helping those little orphans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I cannot help but give another amazing Air-Hug to MaRea Hess. She has helped me so much with information on computers and phones, I seriously would be lost in that department without her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I love peanut butter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I love chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I am so glad that I have learned how to work and be a good employee now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I love my parents so dang much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Missing my family will probably be the hardest thing for me down at SUU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I get so excited thinking about going to IKEA to shop for dorm stuff!!!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andie;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-9126631829392925892?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/9126631829392925892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=9126631829392925892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/9126631829392925892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/9126631829392925892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/06/whole-lot-to-do-and-no-time-to-do-it.html' title='~ A Whole Lot To Do, and NO Time To Do It ~'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-2066510473994937860</id><published>2011-05-15T17:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T18:16:52.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~End of the Road~</title><content type='html'>I cant help but think that time is flying by too fast. &lt;div&gt;It feels like only yesterday I began my first day in High School. Its crazy how much has happened since that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met wonderful people who eventually would become some of my best friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met a guy who made me feel like I was 'wantable'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a job that taught me so much, including how to have patients with people, how to communicate, and how to respectfully treat people I meet in the restaurant business. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant really explain how much I have learned since my first day at Costa. The whole 'hiring process' was one that is rarely heard of. I mean, who just walks in, asks for an application, and then gets hired without even filling it all the way out? Surely not every one has those experiences. Then came those lessons where "the customer is always right" and "arguing gets you no where" and "the best communication is speaking with respect and truth". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then came the relationships that went along with those lessons, and I really wouldn't have changed a thing. Five General managers, at least 10 assistant managers, and countless shift-leads and coworkers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like its own mini society, where these people spend 5-10 hours with the same people at least 3 times a week. Its more time I spend at home or at school. These people see the good and the bad, the mess ups and the triumphs, and somehow it moves us to be closer to these people, even if we don't really acknowledge it at first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best/worst part of this is that you don't get to choose these people at all. At school you can choose to move away from people who you have a problem with, and you also get to choose your friends that you spend your extra time with, but at work, these people are chosen by a higher-up and you have no say in the matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have met the most interesting people through Costa Vida. I have met a drag queen, a swinger, a neurotic control freak (actually a few of them), a heroin addict, a borderline gay Mexican man who talks too fast for me to understand half of the things that he says, a reserved mumbler, and most of all, an amazing wonderful caring person who doesn't know how great she really is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These people have helped me shape the person that I am today - even if meeting them was a bad, tear inducing experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I feel blessed nonetheless by what my Heavenly Father has done for me in the past few weeks. I cant help but feel unworthy of all the amazing revelations and blessings that have happened, they are that wonderful. Heaven knows that I really couldn't do all of the things that I have without the immense help from my heavenly angels, Father, and guidance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all of those who have been with me from the beginning, I'm re-introducing an old/new concept. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Time flies and there really is no way of catching it, except for living in the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. In the words of President Monson, "Find the joy in the journey". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Maroon 5 is my favorite band. Bar none. Quickly followed by Sara Bareilles, Muse, and until very recently Nicki Manaj. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Graduation is June 3rd at 7 o'clock. But since I have limited tickets, only parents and grandparents will be attending the ceremony - so count yourself lucky if you don't have to go! I don't even want to sit there for 3 hours! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Only three more weeks left... I cant help but want to cry. One of the biggest parts of my life has almost ended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I don't think I will end up going to my high school reunions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. My Aunt MaRea is one of the most talented people I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I ripped a part of my hamstring and it hurts like hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. My favorite things to eat right now is bananas, peanut butter, and V8 juice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I got Seth a job at Costa. I think he will be a sufficient replacement for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. I have so much to do in so little time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. I think I am going to 15 with these thoughts... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. I'm a planner. I have to have a plan. Its rather annoying and I think I'm going to try and give it up while I'm in college. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. I will be fully accepting care packages from anyone who wants to send me one once I have moved down to Cedar City. Among the list of needs, there are: Tampons, chocolate, peanut butter, and most of all letters! I probably wont be coming home as much as I like seeing as how gas prices have risen dramatically. I would love letters, notes, and encouraging advise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. The more time flies by, the more I start to miss my family - even though I haven't moved out yet. Its rather ridiculous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comment please!!!:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-2066510473994937860?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/2066510473994937860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=2066510473994937860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2066510473994937860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2066510473994937860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/05/end-of-road.html' title='~End of the Road~'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-2302465578024240545</id><published>2011-03-30T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T08:51:50.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panties in a Wad</title><content type='html'>I cant believe how uptight some people are. Granted, I'm not talking about things like alcohol, drugs, or immoral acts. I'm talking about how much people really are strung and how tightly pulled some peoples internal piano wires are. Its kind of a funny story how I got on this topic. Today in English we had a substitute. She. Was. A. Beast. We were supposed to work on our research papers, which half of mine is already done, and she wouldn't let us use our phones, ipods, or have any water bottles or such. I was like, "Really? Isn't there sub code that requires you NOT to CARE about stuff like that?" Seriously. Then she told us to sit spaced out so that we wouldn't 'disturb' each other, meanwhile she would walk around and ask certain students - the ones that didn't make fun of her - questions about our research topics. These weren't one word answer questions either. They were, "What are your thoughts on the action US government is using in Lybia...?" kinda questions. It makes me a bit crazy to tell you the truth. I am an adult. Legally 18 anyways. And this was ridiculous. Best yet, she chose to stand right over me almost the whole time. I'm kinda done with people like that. But, God loves them and so should I. Doesn't mean I do though! HAHAH! Love, Andie:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-2302465578024240545?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/2302465578024240545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=2302465578024240545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2302465578024240545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2302465578024240545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/03/panties-in-wad.html' title='Panties in a Wad'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-2237084827625380282</id><published>2011-03-07T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T18:32:42.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Cathartic~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cathartic - an emotional purging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;That's kind of what writing is for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;That and music is what lets me release what is all bottled up inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My high school career is at the end of its road. Seriously. We've had 12 years of schooling now and it has gone by like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm finding it hard to feel sad or emotionally attached to my last 3 years of high school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;To be completely honest - people at Bountiful High are douche-bags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The guys are cocky and arrogant and not to mention so shallow that fish would drowned in those waters. If your thinking I'm exaggerating, ask anyone that wanders those red brick walls, they will tell you the same thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Truly beautiful people have it really hard. I feel bad for them. And please spare me the "Andie, your beautiful." spiel, I know I am. But not like some of the people that go to my school. Its like people are taking prenatal beautiful pills that make their children gorgeous. I'm. Not. Kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But there are some people there that make me rethink how amazing people really are, when they aren't in front of an audience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hayden - and no, that is not his real name - for example. I have had a crush on him since 2nd grade and to tell you the truth, he is an amazing guy. Brilliantly smart and hot too. He has the whole package to be honest. Plus, he talks to me and smiles at me in the halls. This might not be a big deal, but since I have aerobics and yoga every day, I have given up trying to be cute at school - so it is a big deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Men are visual creatures. And no matter how you put it, they like pretty things. Shiny things. And beautiful things. Its not a surprise and its expected and truthfully, I like pretty things too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~Side story. Today I took Ari, Hannah, Aidan, and Sydney to get slushies after school and while I was backing out of the parking spot, there was an amazingly striking guy walking out. I had to tell myself to look back at the road because I was in danger of crashing into another car! But this just proves my point! Humans love pretty. Thats probably why I love What Not To Wear and Americas Next Top Model, I love to see something transformed from 'Eww' to 'WOW'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But back to my point. The boys (and thats what they are, boys) at B-Town High are shallow, and crude, and I want out. Now. I want a returned missionary. I want a first date. I want a first kiss. I want to be taken to Prom and wear a pretty dress. And I probably wont get that in the next 12 weeks of high school. But that is ultimately okay! It builds character! Stay clean right? Yeah. Thats my mantra right now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am happy right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Heavenly Father is showing me that I deserve amazing things, and I just have to work for them, and also believe that I deserve them. Work hard, and let God do the rest. Thats my new mantra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Reading People!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Andie;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-2237084827625380282?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/2237084827625380282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=2237084827625380282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2237084827625380282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2237084827625380282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2011/03/cathartic.html' title='~Cathartic~'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-8573831490579828743</id><published>2010-12-30T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T19:58:25.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life ---- Speeding By Way To Fast --------&gt;</title><content type='html'>I have to say. This whole growing up thing is kinda hard.&lt;br /&gt;Its only been a couple days since I have applied for college and I have already decided which one I will be attending next fall.&lt;br /&gt;All of these decisions are coming right at me, full speed ahead. After all, I am a stop-and-smell-the-roses kind of girl. Funny thing is, at the most random times I feel like life is going by WAY to slow. Like in math class, or waiting in line at Ross.&lt;br /&gt;Point is: if you can manage time (because really, no one can control time except God of course), you have found the answer to everything. President &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Monson&lt;/span&gt; really knows what he is talking about when it comes to finding the Joy in the Journey.&lt;br /&gt;But the new year is rapidly approaching. Like two days till we are there people!&lt;br /&gt;But you all know my birthday is tomorrow!! I am stoked.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm turning 18.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm turning 18.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm turning 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously you can see how much this is affecting me:)&lt;br /&gt;But in all reality 18 is just a number.&lt;br /&gt;Although...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can buy dry ice.&lt;br /&gt;Be tried as an adult in a court of law.&lt;br /&gt;Have legal sex, not that I have any intention of doing that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;Vote.&lt;br /&gt;Get a Tattoo - again, not planning.&lt;br /&gt;Buy spray paint.&lt;br /&gt;Buy a weapon from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Get a piercing - goes without saying.&lt;br /&gt;Change my name.&lt;br /&gt;Work more hours&lt;br /&gt;Sue someone&lt;br /&gt;Be sued&lt;br /&gt;Purchase liquid white out&lt;br /&gt;Pawn something&lt;br /&gt;Get married&lt;br /&gt;Get divorced&lt;br /&gt;Adopt a child&lt;br /&gt;Be on Jerry Springer&lt;br /&gt;Go on a Cruise&lt;br /&gt;Buy a lottery ticket&lt;br /&gt;Get a hotel room&lt;br /&gt;Call some "900" numbers&lt;br /&gt;Go to a night club&lt;br /&gt;Get a Sam's club membership&lt;br /&gt;Skydive&lt;br /&gt;Sign legal documents&lt;br /&gt;Gamble&lt;br /&gt;Get a blockbuster membership&lt;br /&gt;Get a loan&lt;br /&gt;Buy insurance&lt;br /&gt;Donate blood&lt;br /&gt;Enlist in the military&lt;br /&gt;Get a non-prepaid cell phone&lt;br /&gt;Sign a legal contract&lt;br /&gt;Begin earning credit&lt;br /&gt;Move out of the parental units house&lt;br /&gt;Get paid more&lt;br /&gt;Become a flight attendant&lt;br /&gt;Work in an alcohol serving establishment&lt;br /&gt;Get a business license&lt;br /&gt;Obtain a credit card&lt;br /&gt;Buy a monkey (w/ a license)&lt;br /&gt;Carry a weapon (w/ a license)&lt;br /&gt;Order something off T.V.&lt;br /&gt;See a doctor on my own&lt;br /&gt;Get a different type of driver's license&lt;br /&gt;Rent a port-a-potty&lt;br /&gt;Get the water bill in my name&lt;br /&gt;Lease an apartment&lt;br /&gt;Rent a house&lt;br /&gt;Finance a car&lt;br /&gt;Sign myself out of school&lt;br /&gt;Start my own business&lt;br /&gt;Cash a savings bond&lt;br /&gt;Buy nitrous oxide&lt;br /&gt;Rent a post office box&lt;br /&gt;Drive a company vehicle&lt;br /&gt;Drive an ice cream truck&lt;br /&gt;Buy a house&lt;br /&gt;Breaks at work are no longer required.&lt;br /&gt;Start a 401k plan&lt;br /&gt;Apply for benefits at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. That's a hefty list!!!&lt;br /&gt;But more than that,  I'm becoming an adult. legally yes, emotionally maybe not. Heck I still love acting like a child and bugging the crap out of people by being a pest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eventually&lt;/span&gt; fade,,, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ha ha&lt;/span&gt; Till next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Andie;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-8573831490579828743?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/8573831490579828743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=8573831490579828743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8573831490579828743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8573831490579828743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-speeding-by-way-to-fast.html' title='Life ---- Speeding By Way To Fast --------&gt;'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-1549523429123047748</id><published>2010-11-01T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T07:28:58.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Truckin Along</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really do like him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I could say that he's my favorite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And it wouldnt be off the mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He makes me smile and laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When he smiles and laughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love our banter, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I can call it 'ours'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He makes my pulse thump,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My knees bump,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And my breath &lt;em&gt;whoosh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really do like him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I dont know how he sees me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I could pretend that I'm the only girl he likes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But that would be ignorant of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These butterflies just wont go away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And inside they are tearing me apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just ask me!&lt;/em&gt; I yell inside my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just love me!&lt;/em&gt; I yell again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont think he can hear me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really do like him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I want him now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This boy doesnt know what he does to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And maybe I need to keep it that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This infatuation can only bring two things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;/or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just cant risk it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really do like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The way he does his hair, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The way he talks about others,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The way he loves everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The way he listens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The way he laughs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The way he smiles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The way he loves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The way he lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really do like him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The End. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-1549523429123047748?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/1549523429123047748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=1549523429123047748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1549523429123047748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1549523429123047748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-truckin-along.html' title='Just Truckin Along'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-7290516972436958867</id><published>2010-09-09T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T07:54:17.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Straw That Broke the Camels Back</title><content type='html'>No. I only have a couple things to say today.&lt;br /&gt;First:&lt;br /&gt;No one is leaving comments for my blog(s). Im not happy about that. Come on people! Do I have to threaten/beg again?!&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just have to write more interesting stuff from now on... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second:&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A NEW PHONE! Of course if you look on my Facebook page on a regular basis (what I like to call Glorifide Cyber Stalking) you would already know this. Its amazing! I love it! My fantastic and a half dad got it for me - I actually paid but he okay'd the whole thing and the fact that he actually did what he did is just so amazing:) Not that he isnt regularly amazing, but I love him none the less.&lt;br /&gt;Its the Samsung Gravity T from T-Mobile (did that just sound like a plug to you too?). Its the phone that I've been pining for ever since I saw it on an ad that came with the T-Mobile bill last week.&lt;br /&gt;Another cool thing. ARI GOT A PHONE!&lt;br /&gt;He is such a sweet boy he was flipping out in the car when he was told, and then after that I didnt see him all night... Probably texting all his girly friends!:) He actually got my old blackberry since I upgraded. Its just a win-win situation basically.&lt;br /&gt;I love my dad. He is the best. You might be under the misapprehention that your dad is the best, but let me assure you: HES NOT! MINE IS:):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third:&lt;br /&gt;I hate and always will hate sophomores/freshman. See, I view myself in a special catagory that only a couple people get into. When I was a sophomore TWO (Holy crap) years ago, everyone and their dog thought I was either a new Junior or transferring Senior. No one put me as a sophomore unless they acutally knew me.&lt;br /&gt;So my point would be that I have never been treated/seen as a sophomore - let alone a junior. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;No. Really.&lt;br /&gt;People from last year have repeatedly told me that they thought I graduated last year. "NOPE! I'm still in this hole..." I repeatedly tell them.&lt;br /&gt;Back to my original point.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Hate&lt;br /&gt;Sophomores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should all get beaten senseless then come back with a new... how do I say this... Sense of Position. None of them (or juniors if I just come out right and say it) should EVER treat Seniors the way they are being treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to kill them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had more time I would put up the story that brings me to this conclusion, but alas. Free period is soon over, and I actually need to be on time to my English Class today... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!!!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE COMMENT! (Thats me pleading.  Dont make me threaten!) Haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andie;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-7290516972436958867?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/7290516972436958867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=7290516972436958867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7290516972436958867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7290516972436958867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2010/09/straw-that-broke-camels-back.html' title='The Straw That Broke the Camels Back'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-3296761205557479002</id><published>2010-09-01T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T07:22:22.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Those Days</title><content type='html'>I have to say that for those people who are consistently optimistic: Good On Ya.&lt;br /&gt;Its only 8:00 in the morning and I already feel that its gonna be the worst day of my life. I wish I was kidding but really; I'm skipping some of school to get some fines paid, I have more than enough homework tonight and last but certainly not least I just had a co-worker text me and ask if I can take her shift tonight because she is sick. Why? Why take her shift? Because I believe in Karma and also that everything will eventually work out. Do I have any time now because I have to go to work? No. But everything will work out... I hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to positive!&lt;br /&gt;At least I have money for the fines right?&lt;br /&gt;Well kinda... Ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I know! Here is something positive!&lt;br /&gt;I look cute today:) That's something worth Hooraying for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today would probably be better if I could just skip it, but unfortunately I cant. Trust me I would if I could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is just one of those days that I have to trek though and eventually get out the other end with as little scratches and bumps as possible. Thankfully I can depend on my Heavenly Father to give me the strength I need to get where I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;1. I think I have said this one before but boys are worthless until they come home from their mission. Even then they have a 3 month awkward stage of getting back to the Norm of life.&lt;br /&gt;2. I would love it if people were as dependable as they should be. It would be fantastic if no one had to depend on me to take their shift if they had something else to do.... :(&lt;br /&gt;3. Money truly is a burden. So are accessories. And property.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sometimes I live on Diet Coke.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm dreading going through the Freshman 15 - most likely 50  for me btw... - at college.&lt;br /&gt;6. I hate Sophomores and the majority of Juniors and Seniors.&lt;br /&gt;7. I cant stand when people touch my face.&lt;br /&gt;8. I worry about humanity.&lt;br /&gt;9. I love my US Gov class. Its actually funny because its the most political and I have some whack jobs in my class but I get to voice my opinion and overall it is - and I'm not kidding - the best one out there.&lt;br /&gt;10. I have a thing with immediate gratification. It needs to be now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andie;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-3296761205557479002?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/3296761205557479002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=3296761205557479002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3296761205557479002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3296761205557479002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of Those Days'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-3367220618310084415</id><published>2010-08-08T18:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T18:13:38.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY LOOK!</title><content type='html'>Hey people of the world. I have a new blog purely for my fashion passion!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its: Andiessecretcloset.blogspot.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please Please PLEASE go on and see it! It should be a its full potential by the end of the week... if I have enough time budgetted out for it haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for all your love and comments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andie;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-3367220618310084415?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/3367220618310084415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=3367220618310084415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3367220618310084415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3367220618310084415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-look.html' title='HEY LOOK!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-2899117902953655767</id><published>2010-06-07T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T13:29:42.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~!!A Whole New World!!~</title><content type='html'>Hello Good Bloggers!&lt;div&gt;How are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So good to hear that!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer has started.... :):):) This is very very VERY Exciting. Another exciting tid-bit? MY TYRANNICAL MANAGER QUIT! I Know. I'm ecstatic too;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But That news comes with a good and a bad side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Side: HE IS GONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad Side: We have to get ANOTHER (And this is the 3rd one in 6 months) manager, and get used to their craziness. That transition period will take about 2-6 weeks of just hating life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, every manager has their own way of handling things and of working. Callie was laid back and fun for everyone, Suni was also laid back and he mostly let the assist. manager handle things, Paul was hands on EVERYTHING and when something pissed him off, he decided to micro-manage everything else instead of focusing on the bigger problem and dealing with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To say the least, Paul was a handful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know this is mean, but... we all kinda rejoiced when he left...:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corporate still hasn't found a replacement. And that isn't very surprising because Corporate is the reason Paul left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corporate Offices are literally upstairs in the building so we are always under constant ridicule and surveillance by them. It sucks. Big time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEXT NEW THING:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TREK! Yep, I'm going and I really am excited for that. I'm really dying for some of my good friends to be in my family, but that might be asking too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEXT:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is out and this summer is gonna be amazing! I can just feel it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanning, swimming, working, hanging out, and just having fun is all on the agenda:) I'm so stoked its not even funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I LOVE the D.I. I just got my Trek skirt there and I actually love it and am wearing it right now:) He he:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Having nothing to do is the greatest feeling in the world (2nd to peeing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Even though having money is very helpful and it makes going places easier, there are ways around that! Such as: hanging out at a friends instead of going to dinner! YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Kinda went on a date a couple Saturdays ago. But it didn't really work out, it was fun anyways though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. 'I'm not gonna write you a love song, cause you tell me its make or break in this!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Its good being single. It makes life a whole lot easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I'm learning to love the people around me, and lately that my family. Just today Aidan and I went to lunch at Costa and it was a lot of fun! Not to mention he gets me free stuff just for being cute!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. My mom is amazing. She is a trooper! Hannah and Sydney have not made it a summer to be looked forward to for her, but she is amazing and puts up with it. Sometimes with a smile on her face too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. This is a really long Last Minute Thoughts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Went to St. George and that was a ton of fun! Took some great pics and just hung out with the fam. It was so relaxing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andie;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-2899117902953655767?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/2899117902953655767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=2899117902953655767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2899117902953655767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2899117902953655767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2010/06/whole-new-world.html' title='~!!A Whole New World!!~'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-1981902438931480617</id><published>2010-04-13T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:25:31.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~A Cornicopia Of Feelings~</title><content type='html'>Mainly feelings of disappointment and hurt. But what is life without some pain right?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So Today! Ah, the wonders of today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Today my Jewelry friends and I got together for lunch! This was a big deal, because we all had jewelry first semester and we never really got back together to do something fun since then. So, like I said, big deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it didn't hurt that the guy I had a huge crush on was supposed to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had planned this thing for like 2 weeks in advance. It was an ordeal. I texted people, made sure they had rides, got everyone together, etc etc. So when I go to pick people up at the designated spot, Lizz turns around and tells me, Brock said that he wasn't coming. He says he has no money so he is just going home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turn livid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, before you get all "Andie, a way to a mans heart is not to become his mother..." I want to tell you how incredibly douchbageriffic this stunt he pulled was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COMPLETELY DOUCHBAGERIFFIC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I already know that I shouldn't yell at people, and leave them nasty hurtful voicemail messages, or text them the alphabet one letter at a time... twice... in one day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But guess what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andie don't put up wit no crap! MmmmHMMM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Sorry for the black person reference in speaking. I just couldn't help myself.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this is only the tip of the ice burg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went through the motions of what I did:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anger (always the strongest most exhausting part),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depression (my least favorite part), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guilt and Shame (PA HA AH AH! I usually don't feel guilt and I do stupid things everyday so I am used to that feeling), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Denial (No close caption for this one), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bargaining (Please! Please! I just want this one time to mean something!!!),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally ACCEPTANCE. I thought i was at that point. I guess not... I will be though. Soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I kind of get this false happiness running through me by the time I am done with work at 10 PM. I get home and tell my parents and tell Seth of what an Awesome day I had in retrospect. Then Seth starts ragging on me for acting like Brock's (The guy I kinda went psycho crazy on) mom and dad completely disregarded everything I told him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get fed up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turn into done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stick me with a fork, I'm moist but dry on the inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda have a break down. Just a small one compared to what I had gone through other times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then God shows me how much he truly cares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I am laying on my bed, bawling my eyes out, completely feeling alone and picked at and disregarded as crazy, My dad - my wonderful amazing father - softly knocks on my door and sits there with me. He knows what kind of pain I am going through, and the only thing he said that really had the most impact was "I'm sorry that it sucks. I wish I could say more, but all it does is suck."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The light at the end of the tunnel my friends. That was the light. My father is the light. The one in heaven and the one on Earth. Trust me, I know of my fathers imperfections quite well, but he is one of the strongest most generous amazing men I have ever known. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if I can just get a husband with half of what my own father is, that would blow my mind away. I probably wouldn't deserve him to be honest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People, love the ones that love you back. If you cant turn the ones who you want to have as friends or something more, leave them be! They don't deserve the kindness you give, if they only look at it and throw it away. I am tired of the crappy people in the world that manipulate my love and appreciation into something that it never was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But fortunately I have my family and my role models to help me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andie;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-1981902438931480617?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/1981902438931480617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=1981902438931480617' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1981902438931480617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1981902438931480617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2010/04/cornicopia-of-feelings.html' title='~A Cornicopia Of Feelings~'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-4596901884339990773</id><published>2010-01-15T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T07:17:40.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I Need Some Rehab, Or Maybe Just Need Some Sleep!</title><content type='html'>What?!? Im not important enough to leave a comment for? Hu? Is that it!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then I'll just shut this blog down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I said it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prove to me that I shouldnt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-4596901884339990773?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/4596901884339990773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=4596901884339990773' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/4596901884339990773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/4596901884339990773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2010/01/maybe-i-need-some-rehab-or-maybe-just.html' title='Maybe I Need Some Rehab, Or Maybe Just Need Some Sleep!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-6921749616473130525</id><published>2010-01-14T10:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T11:11:45.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End Of The Path</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;There are some paths in life where we are just supposed to get through the brush with as little scrathes as possible. Sometimes we get lucky and find a tool to help us get to our destination easily. And at other times, its all we can do to get up off the ground, brush off the dirt and keep on treking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, we find where we are supposed to be. Even if its at the end of the line, there is nothing left to lose, and life doesnt seem to be worth living anymore. That brilliant light of inspiration comes and everything that has beaten you down, doesnt seem so big anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These opprotunities for trials come around and we ask for mercy from God. But the mercy is that you are getting the trial. Somehow we need that trial, somehow its a quality of our person to have that under our belts for future use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently found out what 'hopeless' means to feel. I am a hopeless romantic, hopeless in quantum physics, hopeless in love (at the moment). But with that, there leaves an open space for hope to actually come and fill my life. Since it was absent, there was nothing to fill the space before hope, so it has a reserved place in me. There is hope, but it hasnt occupide its seat yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the term, there are lose ends to tie, grades to perfect, and tests to take. It opens up a great start for the new beginning of the next term. From what has happened, lessons have been learned and I will be better for the next round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Andie;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-6921749616473130525?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/6921749616473130525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=6921749616473130525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/6921749616473130525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/6921749616473130525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2010/01/end-of-path.html' title='The End Of The Path'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-6913481386595651865</id><published>2010-01-07T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T07:54:38.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:New Years Resolutions:.</title><content type='html'>No. I'm not going to tell you what my resolutions are cause frankly I dont have any.&lt;br /&gt;Im just trying to get past this year alive and with relatively good grades, but thats the same goal I'll have for the rest of my schooling career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and getting a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats a big one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another developement (very recent I might add) is that my mom is going back to school full time. She started Monday and shes working hard! Im proud of her that she would go and do the things she wants for once. Choosing to go back to school is a huge decision and Im glad she is choosing to better herself and get the education that she chooses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is fine. Annoying and boring at times but new people are now being hired so we'll see how that works out. Either they'll have the stones to endure it, or they'll drop out of it happy as ever to be out of there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a callus from chopping cilantro last night.... Im not happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my boys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the WHOLE break (I'm not kidding, every day except Christmas Eve, Christmas and Sundays) I hung out with some of the greatest guys. I miss them... and my brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent almost all of my time with him this break and now I dont see him even half as much as I used to. I'm glad that we have the same friends cause it saves us fights on who'll use the car (if Seth ever gets his Licence let alone his permit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I gotta go, that was the bell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Andie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-6913481386595651865?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/6913481386595651865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=6913481386595651865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/6913481386595651865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/6913481386595651865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='.:New Years Resolutions:.'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-3479785388961139278</id><published>2010-01-01T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:53:23.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Monumental. But Just The Same.</title><content type='html'>This year has been full of ups downs and sideways situations and happenings. Maybe I expected to much from this year and was disappointed with the outcome. Am I disappointed? I'll get back to you on that. Am I slightly annoyed and enlightened at the same time. Was it supposed to be a fantastic year? Yes. Was it? Yes! But in the way I wanted? That's the question.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I put together a list of what i've learned and compile this past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't tempt God. He will prove you wrong and sorry at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;2. You can be happy and miserable at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;3. Right when you think it'll get worse it gets significantly better. &lt;br /&gt;4. The weaknesses we pick for ourselves aren't the ones we actually live with. &lt;br /&gt;5. The ends are just the beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;6. There is a reason the past is called the past. Cause there Aint nothin you can do to change it.&lt;br /&gt;7. There is a time and place for laughing, jokes and tomfoolery. Church is not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;8. Music heals. It also rips apart.&lt;br /&gt;9. Late night runs to wendy's and mcdonald's are some of the best!&lt;br /&gt;10. You don't know the half of my crap that I have. That's one of Gods tender mercies to me.&lt;br /&gt;11. Admitting you have the issues doesn't make them magically disappear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-3479785388961139278?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/3479785388961139278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=3479785388961139278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3479785388961139278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3479785388961139278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-monumental-but-just-same.html' title='Nothing Monumental. But Just The Same.'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-3145703380336910237</id><published>2009-12-30T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:07:40.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from Andies iTouch!!!!</title><content type='html'>So here is my short message from future technology!!! I really love this thing. One of the best presents I've ever gotten. Ever. So my birthday is in 2 days! Whippeeeee!!!  17 and almost legally an adult. Heaven knows I'd love do be that sometimes.... Well I love you all and hope u had a fantastic christmas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Andie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-3145703380336910237?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/3145703380336910237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=3145703380336910237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3145703380336910237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3145703380336910237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/12/greetings-from-andies-itouch.html' title='Greetings from Andies iTouch!!!!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-4874297893101081585</id><published>2009-11-25T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T14:34:28.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(;Butterflies;)</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have a story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a pretty cute story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its actually one of my favorite stories I have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its about the guy I like... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So me and a couple friends have jewelry class together and its my favorite class I have. In that class there is me, Lizz, Kylee, Abby, Hali, Chelsea, Ann, Kensie and Whitney. Oh... And Brock;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday Lizz was on one of her kicks about she wants a boyfriend and how she just wants her first kiss done and over with (Keep in mind that she is a bit desperate but only because of the hormones). She does this almost every other day and seriously it gets on my nerves, but that day, I just laughed at her jokes and had a ball with that crap she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she turns to Brock, who is adorable and one of the best people I know, and asks him, "Brock, will you just kiss me and get it over with?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you imagine his face? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Um... ah... I guess so?" was his response.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then remembering that I like him, Lizz says, "But will you kiss Andie too?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you imagine my face now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was shocked and annoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what shocked me more was what he said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without any hesitation at all, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Yeah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost peed my pants! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I turn to Lizz and say, "That would be really weird Lizz."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whitney says, "No Andie, that would be called a threesome!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all laugh and I had a thousand butterflies in my stomach. Its almost as good as him actually kissing me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting butterflies just thinking about this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then that night I went to his basketball game, (Oh did I mention he is one of the only three Sophomores on the varsity team? Oh, did I mention he's a sophomore?) and he had his eyes only for the game, that's how he gets, but low and behold he saw me on the top row of stands and waved to me with a huge smile on his face:) I waved right back! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like him so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, but I don't know what to do with him. I don't know if he will ask me out, but he better soon or else I'll find some other heart throb to drool over.... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I love LOVE LOVE COOKING:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. My Specialty Carmel Apples are amazing and some of you should be expecting them for Christmas presents;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Days off school is Gods gift to High School students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I LOVE CHRISTMAS MUSIC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I LOVE CHOCOLATE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I LOVE cute down to earth boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I love getting butterflies just by looking at a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I think I am more in love with the thought of being in love than anything else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Hopeless romantic. That's what I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I am seriously dreading Black Friday....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you alls!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-4874297893101081585?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/4874297893101081585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=4874297893101081585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/4874297893101081585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/4874297893101081585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/11/butterflies.html' title='(;Butterflies;)'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-8628933491023669664</id><published>2009-11-17T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T07:02:17.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;THE HOLIDAYS ARE OFFICIALLY HERE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Here are my reasonings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. Every channel on TV has at least shown one commercial for a department store Christmas Sale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. Black Friday ads have been spotted everywhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Need to get on that:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. Some radio stations have actually put on Christmas music already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. The world needs some Holiday Cheer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. Christmas Movies are being advertized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;6. THERE IS SNOW ON THE GROUND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;7. People are getting all giddy and happy (okay thats mostly just me) about Christmas and spending the holidays with family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;8. I have written up and made a list of who and what I'm getting everyone!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And thats all I can think of right now, but you know you can feel the Christmas trees, misteltoe, ornaments, wrapping paper, little mangers with Baby Jesus in them, and the two week long break from school coming up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Since I just named a couple things that are on my mind, Im gonna omitt Last Minute Thoughts cause I got some presents to look for online. :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love you all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-8628933491023669664?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/8628933491023669664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=8628933491023669664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8628933491023669664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8628933491023669664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/11/holidays-are-here.html' title='!!!HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!!!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-228785141075583429</id><published>2009-11-09T07:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T07:56:19.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outta The Victim Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I thought it would be a good time to actually focus on my life in a good light. We've had tons of negative, now for the positive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Back at work, the dreaded witch assistant Manager was demoted (snicker snicker) and  a new one has been put in her place. Now all she is: a cashier. Funny and sad all at the same time. I kinda feel bad for her, but it did do a great job of humbling her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now work is  back to being fun and great and I have a wonderful time there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;School. I am determined to get an A in math this term. Last term I skimmed by on a C and that just isnt acceptable. I so know that I can do better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friends. I love all my friends, and once I figured out that they are doing the best they can with what they are given, it gave me a swift kick in the pants and I loved them for trying. They really do the best they can, and its my job to help them by being a good supportive loving friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Overall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Seriously. Today I have a math quiz and a history test and all I can think of is how great today is gonna be. My switch from victim to... non-victim? Idk the word for the opposite. But anyways, once that switch was made, it got a ton better and I finally see that I am a naturally happy person and I love to make people happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. I havent washed my jeans in over 4 weeks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. I need to wash my jeans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. This summer, and I am alittle ashamed of this, I spent over $700.00 on school clothes alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. The Holidays are coming and I am so dang excited!!!!:):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5. I seriously want to start blasting Christmas music, but the thought of my mom slapping me and telling me to turn it off always diverts me from it haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6. My iPod is acting weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7. I need a new iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8. I love my new phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9. I have to pee. Thats weird cause I just peed and I havent had anything to drink today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10. I LOVE animal print. I seriously have fallen in love with the trend and when it falls out of style I will still be wearing my Zebra rainboots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love you all and hope your doing fantasic!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Andie;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-228785141075583429?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/228785141075583429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=228785141075583429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/228785141075583429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/228785141075583429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/11/outta-victim-mode.html' title='Outta The Victim Mode'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-3986076197135881916</id><published>2009-10-27T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T07:55:15.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now... How Did This Happen?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alot&lt;/span&gt; of things have happened over the last month and a half. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tramatizing&lt;/span&gt; would be my fender bender in Ogden last week. I thought I was above the whole getting into a car crash before... God proved me wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Then the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;deliema&lt;/span&gt; would be my work situation. I loved working at Costa Vida - loved as in past tense - when I had really good managers. The whole work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;expericance&lt;/span&gt; does matter almost wholly on the management team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;My general manager Callie has been great to me and she trusts me to do my job. I really do think that if I was old enough she would try and get me to be an Assistant Manager. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;But ever since be have been getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;corperate&lt;/span&gt; and another shift lead manager... its kinda been Hell on earth. Lets call the new assistant manager Jessica. She has a huge ego when Callie walks out the door and she gets on her high horse. I really think that we would be working better with another shift lead. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; keep labor down and she is almost unreasonable all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;She gets in the way and the only way she gets her way is because she is a manipulative flirt and really knows how to play people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;She came and talked to me the other day and I ended up just apologizing and I have no idea why I was doing it!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;So there is my work life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;School &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; going any better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I'm failing math, history and physics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; getting to the point where I can honestly say I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; care, and that is scary because that usually comes at the very end of the year, not the beginning. What an awful way to start off the year by failing math and History. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I'm beginning to think that Honors &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Calc&lt;/span&gt; was a mistake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Then comes the friends. Sometimes I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel like people make an effort at all to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;acutally&lt;/span&gt; be my friend when I go out and make a bunch of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;consessions&lt;/span&gt; for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Its the hardest when its one of your best friends is putting you on the spot when their making you feel like your embarrassing them (when this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; the case a month ago). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Anyways, above all that, I am genuinely happy! I actually got my patriarchal Blessing last Sunday and man that was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;expericance&lt;/span&gt;!!! That was amazing and I was shocked to really get all the info and the huge spirit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;expericance&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Well I am so late for class So no Last Minute Thoughts. Sorry!!! Next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Andie;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-3986076197135881916?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/3986076197135881916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=3986076197135881916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3986076197135881916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3986076197135881916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/10/now-how-did-this-happen.html' title='Now... How Did This Happen?!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-8934631339237551653</id><published>2009-09-13T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:33:40.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever Kills You Just Makes It Easier For Next Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;If I haven't already gone insane, I think I might have this past week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Three major points:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;1. Moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;2. School Classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;3. Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Lets start with the first and significantly more important. Moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;This week we finally decided on a plan (and if you all know me like you should, you would know that I am a planner. Even if I don't stick to the plan, I plan. I make lists. I set dates. That's what I do). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;If we don't get a yes on the house that we want by sometime this week. We will sign the papers for the condo and start to move. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm sick of the people asking me 'Any more news?' 'Have you moved yet?' and the 'Do you guys know where your moving yet?' - I hate those ones, I really do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Every time I say, no not yet, were just planning right now. But the thing is, every other person in the friggin world wants to know my business. SORRY PEOPLE! If I want you to know my business, I will tell you my business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;That's what I love about best friends, they just wait for you to tell them the news so they don't have to ask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Number 2: School Classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I was really stupid this year. I put all my hard classes on my B day schedule. Plus I took a Concurrent Enrollment class and I seriously am floundering in home work. Not to mention that I still have work and work about 4 days a week! I have told my manager by the way that I cant work more than 3 but since right now I'm the only competent cashier, she has no choice in when I work. Plus there is a new manager and she is making my life hell at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Number 3: Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I realize now that having a car is a two edged sword. One side being great and dandy getting myself to and from places and all around. the other side being that people just use me for my car and don't care about the gas money I'm spending on them at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;'Do you have a car today?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;'Is your dad out of town this week?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;They are almost as bad as the questions about moving....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Anyways, my life at the moment is kinda crazy and I hardly have time to breathe. I'm lucky I have a free night to even write this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Okay, I gotta go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;1. Showering is a great thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;2. Don't think I could be a pioneer (reference to #1).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;3. Another car crash happened tonight right outside our front lawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;4. Teenage drivers are so scary and dangerous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;5. Iambic Pentameter sucks and I hate structured poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;6. Writing shouldn't have a structure. It really shouldn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;7. Last week in sleeping in my pretty room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;8. Moving makes you feel like you are losing everything and have lost a ton of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;9. I want an easier life. But God doesn't think that's an option for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;10. I like a new guy that's strait from Pennsylvania:) He is very cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Andie;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-8934631339237551653?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/8934631339237551653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=8934631339237551653' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8934631339237551653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8934631339237551653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/09/whatever-kills-you-just-makes-it-easier.html' title='Whatever Kills You Just Makes It Easier For Next Time'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-6059561312598565964</id><published>2009-08-18T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T01:46:34.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Down Walls</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So here we are, at the end of the road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You think you’re so clever to push me past load.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I tell you it’s not worth it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I tell you not to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But all in the end, you still make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hate when you love me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Makes me feel like you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But when my dream appears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You turn to thin air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I knock on your door, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No one answers, no one comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I look through those windows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And its clear your not home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t know why I try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don’t know why I care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But I do know that the love I feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It’s still in here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I fool myself into thinking you’ll be back one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I never said I was smart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just hopeful and brave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I trust what’s gonna happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I trust it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Either make me the stronger, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Or leave me for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When you decide to come back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just know what you’ll find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Is not what it seems,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Though it may rob you blind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Come back if you’re brave enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Courageous enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Strong enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But I won’t be waiting on that front porch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your time is all up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-6059561312598565964?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/6059561312598565964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=6059561312598565964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/6059561312598565964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/6059561312598565964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/08/breaking-down-walls.html' title='Breaking Down Walls'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-1485742042370229718</id><published>2009-08-05T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:50:46.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathing Becomes Harder Under Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After my mom came in my room with tears in her eyes and told me that we lost the house, I had a bit of an emotional breakdown. I really hadn't wanted that outcome. Who would have? But it came with a certain sense of release. At least we finally knew that we actually lost the house and it wasn't that huge 'IF' standing inside all of our brains screaming 'IF YOU LOSE YOUR HOUSE! IF! IF!!!'    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hated that 'IF'. But now it is a definite answer and we don't have to worry about it anymore cause the grieving process has begun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For me, I have already accepted - mentally - that we have lost the house and that we have a lot of options before us. Nashville is even an option. Logan, Liberty, Bountiful, Kaysville, Syracuse, Provo for heaven sakes is an option! (Though mind you I really would like to not live in Provo... the reasons are clear on that one).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Or options are laid out before us and now all we have to do is widdle out one that fits for everyone, and is good for the income that we will be able to have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now, what is left for us to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Pack for one thing... I swear the one thing I hate more than packing is UNpacking and I really hate to say that right now its unavoidable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Get everything either put in storage or sold or given away to the D.I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; I would say clean up a bit before we left but I really couldn't give a damn about how the house looks when we all leave over the threshold for one last time. I'll probably write on the walls or something before I leave cause I'm still in the 'Pissed' step of the grieving cycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Then finally move once all the rest is figured out and done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We could have anywhere from 30 days to 3 months but due to how we have school coming up and things of that nature I hope we find a house and get moved out as quick as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Other things on my To Do List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Go school shopping! This is actually really exciting for me because I am the only one in the family that is making money and this means that I can get some clothes so I'm not only living out of boxes. PLUS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have lost a total of 11 lbs in the past 3 days due to the HCG diet! I started again with loading on Friday and started the actual 500 calorie diet on Sunday so this is extremely exciting:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That also means that I will be able to lose more weight for smaller clothing when I actually go school shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is it weird that I have set aside dates for when I am going to go shopping? The 21st and the 22nd of this month is my designated days lol:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okey Dokey now. So there is my life at the current moment:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you feel the need, which trust me you don't have to, you can come help us pack next week for the final stuff and the final garage sale. Call me or my mom (preferably my mom cause she actually knows what were doing) at 801-953-4272 or 801-815-9576.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love all of you and hope your doing better than me! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. Moving really tells you how much crap you have and the stuff you can get rid of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. MaRea is one of the best KSLers I know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. Diet Coke is really good:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. I love roast beef.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. MOM! Can we go to TARGET NOW?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;6. Diet Mtn Dew is good too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;7. I hope to lose a total of 30 lbs or more by the end of this round of HCG and that is actually feasible because I am taking some drops to activate my weight loss. If your interested in this (which let me tell you that this is so friggin exciting if I were you I would call my mom up right now and tell her to get me a bottle) call my mom and she would gladly sell you a bottle. Its only like 20 bucks:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;8. I'm more excited about going to a different school than staying at Bountiful. Not that I would rather go to a new school. I would rather stay at Bountiful, but trust me it would be pretty exciting to go to a new school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;9. MOM! TARGET!!! PLEASE?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;10. Thanks to all my aunts and uncles that came up last Tuesday to help pack and store stuff. You really don't know how much we appreciate you all and if we ended up moving to Logan I would not be put out by seeing you guys more often:) WE LOVE YOU ALL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay, hope to see you soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Andie;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-1485742042370229718?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/1485742042370229718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=1485742042370229718' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1485742042370229718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1485742042370229718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/08/breathing-becomes-harder-under-water.html' title='Breathing Becomes Harder Under Water'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-5293968720276134191</id><published>2009-07-29T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:58:08.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House Gone</title><content type='html'>Thats right folks. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My house officially foreclosed yesterday morning and its been a rather emotional toll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have to be out in about 2 weeks and I seriously think that I might go insane with all the crap I have to pack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you have any questions, facebook or email me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bonzey_queen_92@hotmail.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have time to answer them of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom is already yelling at me for being on the computer and not actually packing... Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all and please pray for my parents sanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-5293968720276134191?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/5293968720276134191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=5293968720276134191' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5293968720276134191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5293968720276134191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/07/house-gone.html' title='House Gone'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-5492738366924376713</id><published>2009-06-30T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:31:44.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit me! Hit me! Oh... I busted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Hey my peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Sorry for the long time no writing thing... yeah my life has been a bit crazy and hectic for me to have any time for myself or my writing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;But never fear! Andie is here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So I started another round of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HCG&lt;/span&gt; about a week and a half ago and guess what? 9 POUNDS and 10 INCHES baby! YEAH! Okay, so this feeling like I am going to go insane is finally paying off!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;No. Really. Going insane. I work around some of the yummiest smells, foods and tastes all day and have a hard time keeping my drool off my face by just walking by. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have this much of a problem before and I think this is the reason why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Good news though!!! Only three and a half weeks left!!! Then I can start maintenance and actually eat the food they give me! The only things I cant have is the mango salsa :( and the desserts :(:(:(... They are to die for... BUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I am going to go on it another time after - actually I hope not cause I want to get this all done and over with now - this one and then my loading days are going to be all desserts, and fats, and oils, and sugars, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;loveliness&lt;/span&gt;, and ... (mouth drooling...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'M BACK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Okay, head focused Andie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Okay, so I just have to endure the rest of this literal hell and make it to the end! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Anyways, I'm glad that I am back writing! It feels so good to get my thoughts out there and to get everything out! Its very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;therapeutic&lt;/span&gt; actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Last but not least:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;1. Water is only good when its cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;2. Diet Coke is a killer its true... but the regular Coke does the same exact thing so I'm going to just go on drinking this Diet Coke and you can shut your trap about it killing me. I'M GONNA DIE SOME DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;3. Music has been my saved me:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;4. I miss my daddy... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;5. Hey Grandma!!! Have you thought about my proposition about the Red Whore?! Call me:) 801-815-9576.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;6. Don't try and call our house... No one even bothers to answer it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;7. I want to dye some of my hair blue, purple, or dark red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;8. I have a ruffled bra and its so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;9. I have a major problem with those dang tree &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;huggers&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;10. I have to work stupid 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July.... Stupid... (Angry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mumblings&lt;/span&gt;...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Anyways I hope You all have a great 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (even though I wont really) and I hope to see you all real soon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Andie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-5492738366924376713?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/5492738366924376713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=5492738366924376713' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5492738366924376713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5492738366924376713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/06/hit-me-hit-me-oh-i-busted.html' title='Hit me! Hit me! Oh... I busted.'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-1870768248985566067</id><published>2009-06-04T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:27:09.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Inches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Guys. Its gone. My mop head of hair is gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ITS GONE!!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;OK here are the pics and I am warning you, I look incredibly older. I haven't decided whether that is a good or bad thing yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;11 Inches is what she cut off... so don't be too surprised;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh and P.S. the picture quality sucks cause I'm getting these pics off my phone, so bare with me por favor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEFORE PICS OF MY HAIR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigfExBQuiI/AAAAAAAAAss/nDecfeYQ8mI/s400/Photo-0123%231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343555124613659170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigcEOQZSzI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ANOMrN8r9QQ/s1600-h/Photo-0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigcEOQZSzI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ANOMrN8r9QQ/s400/Photo-0135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343551816747010866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This pic is on the side, but it looks like that wet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigcELrax-I/AAAAAAAAAr0/yr9UG05Y_5w/s1600-h/Photo-0133%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigcELrax-I/AAAAAAAAAr0/yr9UG05Y_5w/s400/Photo-0133%231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343551816055048162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the way down to my butt ladies and gentlemen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigcDhdZ-mI/AAAAAAAAArs/NHaojT3rRT8/s1600-h/Photo-0130%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigcDhdZ-mI/AAAAAAAAArs/NHaojT3rRT8/s400/Photo-0130%231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343551804721986146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigcDU9JKzI/AAAAAAAAArk/FinpOFeWxD8/s1600-h/Photo-0128%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigcDU9JKzI/AAAAAAAAArk/FinpOFeWxD8/s400/Photo-0128%231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343551801365441330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigcDUceCsI/AAAAAAAAArc/5ENHwK_OcwE/s1600-h/Photo-0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigcDUceCsI/AAAAAAAAArc/5ENHwK_OcwE/s400/Photo-0126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343551801228397250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here are the AFTER pics:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigeHBHpFwI/AAAAAAAAAsk/f9dWvxHLQPs/s1600-h/Photo-0149%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigeHBHpFwI/AAAAAAAAAsk/f9dWvxHLQPs/s400/Photo-0149%231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343554063783499522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigeGwZZmII/AAAAAAAAAsc/WHSFQDMxrLk/s1600-h/Photo-0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigeGwZZmII/AAAAAAAAAsc/WHSFQDMxrLk/s400/Photo-0156.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343554059294578818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are my Aviators that are my pride and joy at the moment:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigeG8Gu4-I/AAAAAAAAAsU/98u8GhGxjGk/s1600-h/Photo-0151%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigeG8Gu4-I/AAAAAAAAAsU/98u8GhGxjGk/s400/Photo-0151%231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343554062437508066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigeGgLbuRI/AAAAAAAAAsM/nJQfhIb9fbo/s1600-h/Photo-0148%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigeGgLbuRI/AAAAAAAAAsM/nJQfhIb9fbo/s400/Photo-0148%231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343554054941030674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigeGS1S0uI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Kc1J-T51Jng/s1600-h/Photo-0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigeGS1S0uI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Kc1J-T51Jng/s400/Photo-0154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343554051358511842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DON'T I LOOK LIKE 24 HERE???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, Leave your comment on my new hair:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-1870768248985566067?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/1870768248985566067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=1870768248985566067' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1870768248985566067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1870768248985566067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/06/11-inches.html' title='11 Inches'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SigfExBQuiI/AAAAAAAAAss/nDecfeYQ8mI/s72-c/Photo-0123%231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-8148255898748171250</id><published>2009-05-19T15:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T15:30:23.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>I got my license and I have a job!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being an adult is hard:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-8148255898748171250?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/8148255898748171250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=8148255898748171250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8148255898748171250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8148255898748171250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/05/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-7063703113170179710</id><published>2009-05-13T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:00:02.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:(Update:)</title><content type='html'>So here I am!!&lt;br /&gt;NOT DEAD! Or in the fetal position chanting "I'm gonna die, I'm Gonna Die!"&lt;br /&gt;That is a pleaser to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the update on what happened Monday (my first day of work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clocked in and was happy cause I got a very easy code to punch in:)&lt;br /&gt;I sat around for about an hour doing nothing (getting paid while sitting) and waited for Callie - my manager - to get done with the owner who popped in for a surprise visit! So I have met the owner, district manager, all the general and assistant managers in the course of 1 week haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie trained me - I really like Callie, she is really nice, has a mouth on her though haha - and we had a good time chatting and getting to know each other and getting oriented with the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went on to the cash Register.... Dun da dah... (Scary noises) I was a bit intimidated really, and kinda freaked out!&lt;br /&gt;It was electronic, it had a lot of buttons, and it was confusing. The majority of the buttons on there I have no idea what they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was learning and she took me through it with some test runs and then the people came in... She stood by me while I made there orders, made some few mistakes, almost panicked... okay I panicked a lot... all in all, I made only a few mistakes which is good cause it was only my first day and I was expecting more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So around 7:45 Callie came up to me and told me that after this time on Mondays it gets incredibly slow, so she let me go home early!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came in, punched in, and went to find Callie. Helped people with orders, cleaned tables, swept, and then went to finish training. Callie told me that I was going to close for training and I wasn't to happy about that. She was leaving at 7:00 for dinner and a movie with her sisters so I was left alone with Manny (another Manager) and three other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: Three of the guys that work there are all in my age range (high school range) and are INCREDIBLY HOT. NOT FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;I am hot and sweaty with an unflattering shirt on and I have to watch the hot stuff  make food... so not fair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people come in, I make only a few mistakes and I am alone through most of the night. Like I said, only a couple of mistakes!! YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we close and I have to say that I hope I don't have to do that every night cause it sucks!&lt;br /&gt;I go in to clean the bathrooms and some punk thought it would be funny to PEE in THE GARBAGE CAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate PUNKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well that was my day on the second day. Got home at like 11:30 and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tip big people!&lt;br /&gt;2. Made $2.00 in tips last night:)&lt;br /&gt;3. I like diet drinks, really you cant tell the difference if you don't have a real one in 5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't care that aspartame kills, I really don't so don't try and sway me please. I'm gonna die anyways.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love being happy and smiley to people in the customer line:)&lt;br /&gt;6. I want a protein bar...&lt;br /&gt;7. Sleep is seriously Gods way of giving us a break.&lt;br /&gt;8. Sigh... Hot men and I have to be un-hot...&lt;br /&gt;9. I love Chinese class cause I can show up twenty minutes late and she doesn't even notice.&lt;br /&gt;10. I love my iPod and really I love the people I work with:) I am so glad that God gave me that chance!!! And I am getting to the point where I am comfortable and confident ant that's what I need to be at work:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-7063703113170179710?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/7063703113170179710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=7063703113170179710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7063703113170179710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7063703113170179710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/05/update.html' title=':(Update:)'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-5802475553259352112</id><published>2009-05-09T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:18:28.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100th POST!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yep! Ladies and Gentlemen! You are looking at the 100th post by yours truly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Andie Prier:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SO: Let me tell you about the current month and the past and the wonderful, terrifying, horrible, wonderful adventures I have been expended (is that the right word? I don't know, you tell me...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lets start with the latest: the infamous World Civ Project. Two literary pieces to read on WWII, two questionnaires about the literary pieces, an outline for a 5 page research paper, an actual 5 page research paper (NOT double spaced), a bibliography and last but not least a title page. About what you ask? What in the world would possess you to write such a thing? What was the paper about? Well... A comparison and contrast of Hitler and Stalin and WWII. And to the latter, BECAUSE I HAD TO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm composed now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Okay, now lets get to the other parts of my life that need light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Last month I went to a board meeting to present a case to ask the Board of Legacy Preparatory Academy to let 11th Graders on the student list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That actually went better than I thought it would. They didn't shoot me down right away (even though I kinda got the idea that they weren't thinking or planning on it). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I did that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Then I went on maintenance for my diet plan HCG. That was just pure fun right there!!!:) I actually got to eat normal food!!! I am eating normal food ahah:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Then there came the hit and decision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm staying at Bountiful High. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yep. I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Due to some personal reasons (okay, Erica's coming to Bountiful!!!!:):):)) Yes! My best friend is coming to Bountiful High and I am so stoked! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Of course I miss my other friends at WX and am sad, truly upset that I wont be going to school with them next year. I really am mourning that. All the things that I wanted to do, went down the drain when I decided, but... this is in the best interest of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And that's what I needed to think of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Where would I have the best time. And now that one of the best friends I have ever had decided to come to school with me, I want to go:). I am ECSTATIC!!!! WOOOO HOOOOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I am taking all the great classes that I can at Bountiful: Dance, Jewelry, Psychology and many many more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Okay. Now on to the fun stuff:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thursday me and my mom were wondering about where I could get a job. So we went to Cafe Rio, TJ Maxx, Chuck-A-Rama, Taco Time, Subway... all were basically dead ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so we were going up Orchard and I think... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Costa Vida is right up here and its just like Cafe Rio... Why don't I apply there?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Low and behold we pull into the parking lot and guess what sign is on there window!? NOW HIRING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I decided it was an sign!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I walk up to the counter and ask,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Are you guys hiring?" - with a smile on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and the boss (Only known to me until after I applied) asks: "I don't know, were looking for a smiley, energetic, fun person to hire. Are you that kind of person?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I reply "I think I fit the bill!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Right then and there they hand me the application. I fill it out, give it back and the Boss tells me to wait for the general manager. She gave me an informal interview. RIGHT THEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She talked a lot - I mean a lot a lot - the whole time I was smilin' away thinking that I could actually get this job and she is saying "This is a really good place to work and we want people to go out and talk to the customers and be smiling. Obviously that's not going to be a problem with you. We need out going people, like yourself..." Etc Etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So she tells me to come back the next day and bring my social security card to sign papers and get some paperwork done. Then right at the end, she says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Just between you and me, when my boss came to get me, he said, 'As far as I'm concerned, she's hired'."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;COOL HU?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So now Ladies and Gentlemen, I am an employee for Costa Vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I start this Monday and plan on writing about it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And last but not least, I am more than likely getting my license by the end of this next week, and by the end of this summer, I will have a car:)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Okay, now that that is all out there, I am done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. I am at last a MEDIUM in shirts!!! I HAVE NEVER BEEN A MEDIUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. This summer is going to be crazy, filled with work, people, friends, boating, tanning and last but not least, losing the rest of the 40 pounds I have planned to lose in the first place:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. I really would like a protein bar right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. I love the number 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. I don't get the concept of alcohol... ask me about it in person and I'll tell you my views:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. How To Lose A Guy in 10 Days is a really good movie, I really like it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. I cant wait to get married!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. Kate Hudson is incredibly flat chested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. Annoying people Annoy me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. I look good in shorts!!! WOO HOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well Hope you all are having a great time with your lives, and hope to see you all soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Andie;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-5802475553259352112?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/5802475553259352112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=5802475553259352112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5802475553259352112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5802475553259352112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/05/100th-post.html' title='100th POST!!!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-761755748068204465</id><published>2009-04-27T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:43:40.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:FHE and Cuttin Down Trees:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZr_BgH9fI/AAAAAAAAArU/F0GgmcYMg2k/s1600-h/Photo-0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZr_BgH9fI/AAAAAAAAArU/F0GgmcYMg2k/s400/Photo-0102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565939518666226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZr-0irycI/AAAAAAAAArM/hyL_PHJZXiA/s1600-h/Photo-0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZr-0irycI/AAAAAAAAArM/hyL_PHJZXiA/s400/Photo-0103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565936039741890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZr-g_uP8I/AAAAAAAAArE/EHHnm25ixfk/s1600-h/Photo-0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZr-g_uP8I/AAAAAAAAArE/EHHnm25ixfk/s400/Photo-0100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565930792828866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is really really funny cause everyone thought the tree was going to go the other way, but in fact it collapsed on its self and everyone was running to get out of the way lol:):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZr-s9jvaI/AAAAAAAAAq8/S54TlyUsrW0/s1600-h/Photo-0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZr-s9jvaI/AAAAAAAAAq8/S54TlyUsrW0/s400/Photo-0101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565934004977058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The finished tree:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZr-RQdnmI/AAAAAAAAAq0/nujIxKwF9nA/s1600-h/Photo-0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZr-RQdnmI/AAAAAAAAAq0/nujIxKwF9nA/s400/Photo-0099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565926568074850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sittin on the logs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZrYKJutpI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kagV5kF0Ue8/s1600-h/Photo-0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZrYKJutpI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kagV5kF0Ue8/s400/Photo-0097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565271825757842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watching Dad and Ron Hale push the humongous tree to the side it was supposed to fall on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZrYO8nVxI/AAAAAAAAAqk/E1aSeluWOCQ/s1600-h/Photo-0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZrYO8nVxI/AAAAAAAAAqk/E1aSeluWOCQ/s400/Photo-0096.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565273112925970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cool salamander that the kids found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZrX7LnjUI/AAAAAAAAAqc/_bUZnZ_-WZ8/s1600-h/Photo-0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZrX7LnjUI/AAAAAAAAAqc/_bUZnZ_-WZ8/s400/Photo-0095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565267807145282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZrXokriXI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wX1S_DKut6c/s1600-h/Photo-0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZrXokriXI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wX1S_DKut6c/s400/Photo-0094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565262811990386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It really is so pretty down the side of our house! It would be great to have a huge tree house, its the perfect place for it:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZrXnYObKI/AAAAAAAAAqM/-2nUk8V5TuI/s1600-h/Photo-0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZrXnYObKI/AAAAAAAAAqM/-2nUk8V5TuI/s400/Photo-0093.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565262491315362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-761755748068204465?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/761755748068204465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=761755748068204465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/761755748068204465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/761755748068204465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/04/fhe-and-cuttin-down-trees.html' title='(:FHE and Cuttin Down Trees:)'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SfZr_BgH9fI/AAAAAAAAArU/F0GgmcYMg2k/s72-c/Photo-0102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-4970985050589784411</id><published>2009-04-20T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:31:24.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some other photos that are less Risque:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well I decided that I might give you actual photos that have me in clothes:) These aren't accurate because I took them about three days before the end but they are close enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can see the difference in my face, then I am so happy:) I see it a lot and I ended up losing an inch from off my neck!!!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many more pics to come and I cant wait to see you all in person to show my new body off!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I am not done with HCG and I am going to do it a 2nd time and possibly a 3rd. So more changes and more updates to come!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Se08hd7iYiI/AAAAAAAAAqE/7pIkM0_ra8I/s1600-h/Photo-0020%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Se08hd7iYiI/AAAAAAAAAqE/7pIkM0_ra8I/s400/Photo-0020%231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326980479916859938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Se08hK3oeaI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_GCPIr_D4OA/s1600-h/Photo-0017%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Se08hK3oeaI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_GCPIr_D4OA/s400/Photo-0017%231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326980474800208290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Se08hDk_nqI/AAAAAAAAAp0/M-OT36MHSR0/s1600-h/Photo-0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Se08hDk_nqI/AAAAAAAAAp0/M-OT36MHSR0/s400/Photo-0016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326980472842985122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Se08g0wGmnI/AAAAAAAAAps/7C-cJ2L20-E/s1600-h/Photo-0009%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Se08g0wGmnI/AAAAAAAAAps/7C-cJ2L20-E/s400/Photo-0009%231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326980468863048306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Se08gxPYnCI/AAAAAAAAApk/-Z60Xbt7Kqc/s1600-h/Photo-0006%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Se08gxPYnCI/AAAAAAAAApk/-Z60Xbt7Kqc/s400/Photo-0006%231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326980467920509986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-4970985050589784411?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/4970985050589784411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=4970985050589784411' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/4970985050589784411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/4970985050589784411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-other-photos-that-are-less-risque.html' title='Some other photos that are less Risque:)'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Se08hd7iYiI/AAAAAAAAAqE/7pIkM0_ra8I/s72-c/Photo-0020%231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-7328389195124559482</id><published>2009-04-19T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T11:17:22.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Before and After Pics!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well my wonderful audience, the first round of HCG is over and now I have promised pictures to show:).&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;First though, I have to write that I have never been an 'After' Photo and the honor is all mine to keep:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Disclaimer: I am wearing a tank and hot shorts in the 'Before' picture so there is a lot of skin showing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Oh and BTW: These pics were taken in my room so there are clothes everywhere. DON'T PAY ANY ATTENTION TO THEM PLEASE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;WITH OUT A FURTHER A DUE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;These pics are truely amazing!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Okay I am done teasing!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;BEFORE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SePd4sKGjoI/AAAAAAAAAoM/dHlBDCJWqdY/s400/Photo-0250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324343150478003842" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SePd4rUd-GI/AAAAAAAAAoE/VndkFYz-TEM/s1600-h/Photo-0249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SePd4rUd-GI/AAAAAAAAAoE/VndkFYz-TEM/s400/Photo-0249.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324343150253045858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; font-size:x-large;"&gt;AFTER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:24px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:24px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SetlTQ52fbI/AAAAAAAAAok/r58Gqe2Z1ek/s1600-h/Photo-0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SetlTQ52fbI/AAAAAAAAAok/r58Gqe2Z1ek/s400/Photo-0030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326462365925277106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SetlTZ08SpI/AAAAAAAAAoc/slkg1XnZEIU/s1600-h/Photo-0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SetlTZ08SpI/AAAAAAAAAoc/slkg1XnZEIU/s400/Photo-0029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326462368320604818" /&gt;If you look really closely, the back of my thighs have like NO cellulite on them!!!!!:):):)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SetlTcp9PfI/AAAAAAAAAoU/0a8rb1JQyTE/s1600-h/Photo-0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SetlTcp9PfI/AAAAAAAAAoU/0a8rb1JQyTE/s400/Photo-0028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326462369079836146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Setl0jyBwoI/AAAAAAAAAo0/ZuxJ6cpjmmQ/s1600-h/Photo-0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Setl0jyBwoI/AAAAAAAAAo0/ZuxJ6cpjmmQ/s200/Photo-0029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326462937928417922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Setl0EEMZII/AAAAAAAAAos/n65DPNTzTwU/s1600-h/Photo-0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/Setl0EEMZII/AAAAAAAAAos/n65DPNTzTwU/s200/Photo-0250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326462929414677634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Overall Weight loss?:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24 lbs and over 10 inches!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would have taken better pics but our camera got stolen:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there it is!!! I am not done with the HCG process at all!!! I have about 3 weeks of maintenance that I have to go on to maintain the weight that I have lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been one of the best experiences in my life and I would not have traded it if I was awarded $10,000,000.00. Let me tell you why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have finally learned that not eating the cake on the counter isn't all that hard. Its just food and it is just there to nourish your body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom is starting the HCG today and I am so excited to see her progress!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you all and hope that you can see the obvious change in my body and in my personal self as well:).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Popular demand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;1. Time FLIES BY!!!! I never thought that these three weeks could have gone by so quickly!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;2. Only 7 more weeks of school!!!!!:):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;3. Stir fry is soooo gooood:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;4. Its amazing how creative you get with you only have about three choices for lunch:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;5. People are never reliable, and if you master the quality of reliable, then you are close to God-like-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;6. I love my father!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;7. I CAN FINALLY EAT BREAD!!!!! AND MILK AND CHEESE AND OILS AND BUTTER AND.... ETC ETC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;8. La Di Da Di Da.... Suesicall was A MAZ ING  YOU GUYS!!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;9. Even with only 26 lbs, walking becomes less of a chore and really, you get a better posture and everything!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;10. I GET TO GO TO LAKE POWELL IN JUNE!!!!:):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Love you all and cant wait to see you in person!!!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-7328389195124559482?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/7328389195124559482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=7328389195124559482' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7328389195124559482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7328389195124559482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/04/before-and-after-pics.html' title='The Before and After Pics!!!!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SePd4sKGjoI/AAAAAAAAAoM/dHlBDCJWqdY/s72-c/Photo-0250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-7594948153257657077</id><published>2009-04-14T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:23:50.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight Update!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so today I got to go see Maeli, my wonderful HCG coach:) and guess how many inches I have lost since last week?!?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eight INCHES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok the majority of them, are on my chest... so good bye Double D's!!!!:):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its gonna be so good when I can actually go running and feel lighter!!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and just BTW the pics for the end of the diet arent going to be up till the 19th. I was talking to Maeli and she told me that I have two more days than I thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there it is! The pics will be up Sunday the 19th instead of the 17th. Hope you can wait!!!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so that is the update and yeah:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-7594948153257657077?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/7594948153257657077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=7594948153257657077' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7594948153257657077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7594948153257657077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/04/weight-update.html' title='Weight Update!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-5090074607206688682</id><published>2009-04-13T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:06:41.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh... The Supidity of Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hate English at this point. Right now I should be doing it, but truly if I touch that book I will screw something into someones head. Graphic hu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have to complain just a little.... Just a little cause guess what? I just do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Today  at lunch there were these insanely stupid group of kids together and they were each taking turns with making each other pass out. They hyperventilated and then went up against the wall where the other kid would push all his weight on the diagram so no air could get up to the brain. well low and behold the kid passes out and starts to seize. Yes seizes and then they would wake up and be disoriented and get back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Were they born with brains of rodents?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;NO they thought it was pure fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The problem with this is that it not only kills brain cells (A LOT OF BRAIN CELLS BTW) but it messes up your short term memory. Another thing is that they didn't hold the head away from the ground, they all could have cracked their skulls open and have had permanent brain damage. All while on school property.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let me tell you, if this happens next time I will go and tell the school officer about it and have him go down there and do something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Okay. I'm done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-5090074607206688682?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/5090074607206688682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=5090074607206688682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5090074607206688682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5090074607206688682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/04/sigh-supidity-of-man.html' title='Sigh... The Supidity of Man'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-8077318521516339462</id><published>2009-04-10T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:51:40.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPERMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;So these past two weeks (ever since I have been on HCG) I have learned a lot about myself. I never wanted to admit it, but I felt like my life was ruled by food. Whenever something looked good, smelled good, or tasted good, I would drop anything I had - figuratively and literally - to try and get at it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;But now that is over:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;My life is no longer ruled by food or anything else that isn't good for me. Its kinda like having a superpower - with out the weakness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;This week, with it being Spring Break and all, I have kinda been bored and have had nothing to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;So I decided to be daring;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I made cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;And you know what? They didn't even call to me. Sure, they looked good and smelled good - of course they did, I made them :) - but they had no appeal to me what so ever!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;My mom came out and said "How did you do this?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I just shrugged and said "Cause I wanted to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;This new found super power has made me see exactly what I can accomplish. If I can make apple crisp, oatmeal raisin chocolate chip cookies, and brownie cupcakes with peanut butter frosting with out even licking my finger if some part of them get on my hands, I MUST have a super power!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I have shown myself that anything is possible. I have tackled that tricky, conniving, snake called 'unhealthy foods' and I cant wait till I can tackle the next challenge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;1. Fridays are great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;2. Wish I was somewhere with warm weather and beaches...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;3. I have lost 4 more pounds!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;4. I feel great:) I hope I can always stay this happy and upbeat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;5. I hate the snow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;6. I'm anxious to see myself when this diet is all said and done:):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;7. The cool thing is that HCG is making my eyelashes grow, and feet shrink!!! COOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;8. Darkness can NOT survive in light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;9. Conference was great:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;10. I hope everyone who went to Hawaii are having a great time!!!!:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Love you all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-8077318521516339462?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/8077318521516339462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=8077318521516339462' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8077318521516339462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8077318521516339462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/04/superman.html' title='SUPERMAN'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-141578023174672212</id><published>2009-04-07T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:10:36.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So Yesterday was my first weigh in with Maeli my HCG coach, and I was pleasantly surprised!!! I have lost close to 10 lbs in the first week!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6 pounds were just pure fat that I have lost, and then the other 4 were toxins, water and impurities completely drained from my body! That is a lot of toxins!!!! That's like almost two FULL gallons of milk!!!! That's crazy!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So there is my update:) I am so happy that I am doing this and it is helping me so much for teaching me that I do in fact have self control in what I eat and do and I am learning so much about myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I love to watch myself change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If anyone wants to come and be introduced to Maeli (May lee) there is an introduction meeting, free for anyone who is curious, tonight at 7 at my moms work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If you really want to do this, call me or my mom at 801-953-4272, or 801-815-9576.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hope to see you there!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Water and Diet Coke are my new best friends:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Apples are yummy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Colbie Calliat is so good to listen too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Stupid Ari... wont finish his dang chores!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. A dirty house is like having a dirty and gross body that needs to be showered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. I am so excited for summer!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. I do NOT like pessimists and certain theorist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. If its none of your business, and its over stepping your boundaries, then stay out!!! Gosh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. PENGUINS!!! Hehehe;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. My favorite colors have to be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Navy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Maroon&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-141578023174672212?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/141578023174672212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=141578023174672212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/141578023174672212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/141578023174672212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/04/update.html' title='UPDATE:)'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-5455519120557966086</id><published>2009-04-04T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:41:09.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!!</title><content type='html'>So I am taking some time to publicly thank Erica Holmes for the wonderful tip she had for me! &lt;div&gt;I got like 50 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ring tones&lt;/span&gt; free because of her!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a website called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zedge&lt;/span&gt;.net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is way cool since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ring tones&lt;/span&gt; are usually like 2-3 bucks a pop. But its all free:):):) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU MY DEAR!!! I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-5455519120557966086?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/5455519120557966086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=5455519120557966086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5455519120557966086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5455519120557966086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-news.html' title='Good News!!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-6447917112461144595</id><published>2009-03-31T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:54:26.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TA DA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Actually I have nothing to introduce that is mildly interesting so I am just going to tell you people about what I am going to be doing for three weeks! YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its called the HCG diet. Now for those who watch the news, listen to the radio and actually listen to the commercials, don't freak out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its not the injection shots that people have been warning about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now what it really is, is an all homeopathic supplement (tastes friggin nasty) that ultimately liquefies my abnormal fat (fat that isn't good to my body) and burns it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What is this you say? How is that possible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well let me tell ya: So HCG is a hormone that comes naturally from a pregnant woman. I don't know exactly how that works out but basically it makes it so I am burning about 4000 calories a day with out any exercise at all. Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So that means that I will be losing around 30 lbs. in about three weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Another thing that has to be done is I have to eat about 500 calories a day. NOW BEFORE YOU THINK I AM CRAZY (well crazier and probably gone off the deep end) THIS IS NOT HARMFUL TO MY BODY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My body will be accessing the fat and living off that while I am taking the HCG. I also take a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;B-12 shot for energy and to be able to get as much nutrients from my food as I can and I am taking a weight med that controls my hunger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now Maeli (my HCG diet coach) warned me that the first 3 days were going to be tough, and actually I haven't really felt anything until today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Those french fries were singing my name! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But I didn't eat them!!! I know how much this can help me and this will reconstruct what I think of food and who I view it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This is one of the best things that will ever happen to me and I am so grateful for being given the chance to do this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will post pictures right on April 17th (the day that I officially go off the HCG) and you will be able to see the before and after pics:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I really hope that if you are desperate to lose that extra 20-50-100 lbs, you will look at my progress and see that a solution really is out there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. If you take HCG, don't eat gum. The aspartame will give you cravings like none other!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. I HATE THE SNOW. PERIOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Newsies is a really good show and Christian Bale (think that's who you spell it) is in it and he is absolutely adorable!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Singing is so great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. If you think you can change a person. Your WRONG. Just FYI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. White always gets stained.... sigh... its a bummer really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. I wish I were smarter and actually doing my homework at this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. I'm way to scared to look at my grades... I haven't been doing so well this first of the term...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. Thankfully there is only like 2 MORE MONTHS OF SCHOOL!!! WOOOO HOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. 'Scream!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Love you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-6447917112461144595?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/6447917112461144595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=6447917112461144595' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/6447917112461144595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/6447917112461144595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/03/ta-da.html' title='TA DA!!!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-3379099347322873309</id><published>2009-03-23T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T11:41:53.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats this?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;What? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Is my blog boring now? Cause no one is leaving any comments.... Its OK, I forgive you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Just comment and I will forget all about it;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Update On My Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Third Term has come and gone and I passed with relatively hovering colors. All A's and A-'s but one B- (in math of course), and I was pleased some what. This term has been by far the hardest and yet the easiest as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;This week I have suffered from the nastiest cold/flu/IDKwhat I have ever had. Every time I sneeze its like my skull is squeezing my brain and it physically hurts!  Anyways, the majority of the pain is gone and I am thankful for that. I am also grateful that I wasn't vomiting or else I would have taken some of my dads left over Lortab to make the pain go away. Not kidding... it was that bad. I was also drinking the most water I ever had in a 24 hour period yesterday. I ended up drinking about 3 gallons. Now for those who have been pregnant or are addicted to water, you know exactly what that does to your bladder. I swear I got up to pee like every 20 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Today we don't have any school because of 'Quality Teaching Day' . Basically its a day that the teachers get to catch up and get all the grades in before the deadline for the term. So I have vowed to finish my Drivers Ed Online today. FINALLY! Its not hard, just really time consuming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So that is my life at the moment. I still haven't found out about the High School, but I really hope that it will work out in my favor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Oh and just a tip - tell me one more time that I cant get 11Th graders in Legacy High and I will smack you back to Africa. I am so damn sick of people telling me what I can and cant do. Its my life, there my decisions and you have no damn say in what I am capable of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Okay, now that that is all out, here are your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;1. I really like Wordgirl!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;2. Working out is good and a little frustrating at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;3. I still think Twilight the movie is creepy and awkward and stalker-ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;4. Acrylic nails are really hard to type in. See: hellsojfj hows areards uor doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;5. Taylor Swift is awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;6. Sounding like a chain smoker is not fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;7. I like good tasting cough drops, not the nasty kind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;8. 50 FL OZ of water is like a waterfall for your bladder. 2 of them is like its drowning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;9. I am not excited for Girls Camp this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;10. Summer is so close!!! Just two months!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Okay I love you!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-3379099347322873309?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/3379099347322873309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=3379099347322873309' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3379099347322873309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3379099347322873309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-this.html' title='Whats this?!?!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-476428351659584921</id><published>2009-03-18T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:42:16.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'I've Got A Good Mind To Throw It All Away!'</title><content type='html'>So here is the deal.&lt;div&gt;I loved last year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean I seriously think I fell in love with a school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know how rediculous that sounds but in truth, it isnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have a chance to go back to Legacy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I get people (soon to be 11th graders) to sign up for Legacy High School, the administration will  plan for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please! Please if you have any sophomores right now who need desperate help with their grades or just want an amazing experience, have them sign up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the classes are college credit!!! That is huge due to how much tuition is these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if you want to help me out, which I would love you for ever if you did, sign up for this school and make sure to put your grade as 11th grade on the sign up sheet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This isn't binding and you dont have to go if you choose not to. But this will be an amazing experiance!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the link:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;https://app5.renweb.com/renweb/parentsweb/NewStudentInquiry.cfm?District=LPA-UT&amp;amp;email=enrollment@legacyprep.org&amp;amp;return=www.legacyprep.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please inform all the people you think would benefit from this!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-476428351659584921?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/476428351659584921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=476428351659584921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/476428351659584921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/476428351659584921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-got-good-mind-to-throw-it-all-away.html' title='&apos;I&apos;ve Got A Good Mind To Throw It All Away!&apos;'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-5400619564251807070</id><published>2009-03-06T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:55:22.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~`Closing Time`~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We all really need an escape. Either from family, work, school or friends. Maybe all four. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I really am happy. Naturally I am a happy person. Lately bringing that 'Natural Andie' out has been really hard. Decisions are constantly being made and needing to be made. I still haven't&lt;/span&gt; decided which High School to go to next year. Or maybe I wont go to the school I want to  choose. Maybe God has a bigger plan for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Recently I have picked Woods Cross for my place of choosing. But now friends are scattering. There will never be another year like this one, or the last one, or the one before that. Each hold a unique part of my life. I owe who I am today to those choices I made all those years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;People say that its not good to dwell on the past. But what about Adam and Eve? He brought it back to the beginning. Wasn't he the best example - besides Christ who is the most perfect example of all - to take from? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Three more months to go before I start my summer of '09. I cant tell you how excited I am for that:)! My friends already know what I'm talking about;). Boating the first day out babes!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I sometimes wonder what the future holds for me. Will I be rich? Will I be successful? Will I be a leader of a nation or a leader of a small family? Will I be an accomplished writer? Will I be a surgeon? (Probably not but still!) Will I learn immensely from what ever God gives me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This month I have worked on getting rid of being Judgemental. It really is a problem for me. It wasn't before but now it has worked its way up to the surface and is ready to be gotten rid of. By personal experience I know that the only way to do this is by R&amp;amp;R. I have gotten rid of so many character flaws with this process! Some of the people I know don't believe that it works or that it is good, but believe me when I say that it is the best thing that I have ever done in my life. The Tongues of Babes my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am tired of not being taken seriously. Just because I am a 16 year old with raging emotions and hormones doesn't mean I cant change the world. People, I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I changed not only my world, but the worlds of those around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I really am amazing. But it has taken me so long to figure that out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sick of girls that pretend to be stupid to get attention. I'm sick of the girls who criticize them in front of the whole class. I am sick of double standards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Please believe me when I say that I will kick your ass if you challenge me to a battle of beliefs. I will win. I always do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Back in my debate class, I got all the attention, all the awards, all the recognition because I was truly the best. But that wasn't just due to me, but to all the people in that class that helped me. Laura was a huge inspiration and Jo was just a fun way to get my feelings out:). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;By the end of the school year, no one really wanted me to duel them because in reality, my team always won. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You should have heard the paper I wrote on Capital Punishment!!! It was amazing! But that wasn't all me either, it was mostly my dad that inspired me on that one. He really is my idol and always will be. I love him with all my heart. By the end people were applauding me on what I said! I changed some minds too:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you all, but your decisions sadden me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am not kidding when I say that I am always right. Ask anyone. But I guess that's the curse. No one listens, and in the end, I really end up being right. Sad hu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So in closing: I love people, I hate their stupid decisions. I am always right. And I really cant seem to see what God has in store for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh and P.S. This post might be braggy and a little bratty, but I really don't care. Its my own blog. Read with discretion;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Up until now I really didn't think that I wanted a lot of kids, but babies are just a delight!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. I cant wait till the summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Obedient children are an underrated wonderment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Big breasts are annoying....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. There is nothing like a big cold glass of water after a run:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6. Being sweaty at school is not very fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. I have two opposites in me: The Very Immature and Funny Andie and The Very Mature Insightful Andie. I love them both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8. Variety is really the spice of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9. Heaven knows that school can suck your life till there is nothing but the pulp left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10. Enjoy the moment cause its going fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love you all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-5400619564251807070?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/5400619564251807070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=5400619564251807070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5400619564251807070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5400619564251807070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/03/closing-time.html' title='~`Closing Time`~'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-3138604492698817198</id><published>2009-02-28T16:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T19:21:27.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:Fanatic:.</title><content type='html'>The definition of the word 'fanatic' is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"A person with an extreme and uncritical enthusiasm or zeal, as in religion or politics."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"A person marked or motivated by an extreme, unreasoning enthusiasm, as for a cause."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"A person affected by excessive enthusiasm, particularly on religious subjects."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"Marked by excessive enthusiasm for and intense devotion to a cause or idea."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or: (and this is my personal favorite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"insane person," from L. fanaticus "mad, enthusiastic, inspired by a god," originally, "pertaining to a temple," from fanum "temple," related to festus "festive".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now why would I decide to define this word? Because I really wanted to know if I was a fanatic for music - all types and kinds - and true to the word, I am! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cant stress enough about how much music is saving me and occationally rescuing me from the shallow waters of a high school. Shallow pools of people also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last night I had to finish the book &lt;strong&gt;'1984'&lt;/strong&gt; by George Orwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray and hope to the heavens that I will never have to open that book ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an activist of individual rights and small government, this book was a task that really took some strength to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have just gotten on cliffnotes.com and read the summary and not have been as badly disturbed as I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is filled with betrayal, physical violence that is so grafic that I really was bawling through the whole book. It also included some sex, but that wasnt graffic, thank heavens!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of things that made me bawl - and I am using that term right how it is supposed to be used, I was crying really hard - in this book. The betrayal was the biggest I would have to say. The main character was continually betrayed, not only by his suspected friend, but also by his love and by a person that he didnt even know at all, but really did like till he turned out to be a member of the Thought Police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the invasion of rights was the second factor in my break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They brain washed him! They broke him down - his spirit - and filled him with awful things, with themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an excerpt that shocked me to my core:&lt;br /&gt;'What are the stars? They are bits of fire a few kilometers away. We could reach them if we wanted to. Or we could blot them out. The earth is the center of the universe. The sun and the stars go round it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was said by the torturour O'Brien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two factors to the bawling experiance was the physical violence that was inflicted, not only to the main character, but to everyone around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, Fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear that this kind of society would actually happen and that I might see the beginning of it. I dont believe that it will get as bad as the book depics, but it could head in that direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those people who can feel pain of someone else if it is described or only mentioned. I felt the main characters pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt it to my core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the savior of this dark damp day was music. Frou Frou to be exact. They mellowed me down and got me to think. They cleaned me out and then set me to dry, just like washing laundry. I was pissed. I was irate, and at nothing really, but it was a big deal to me and I was so angry that I had to read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for anyone who has to read it and I really strongly suggest that if you can get out of reading it, do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;1. Punks are so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;2. There is a special place in Hell for Theives.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love spell check!&lt;br /&gt;4. The spirit will always protect me when I need to be procected.&lt;br /&gt;6. Abs are a really big turn on for me, especially if they are tight and nicely built;)&lt;br /&gt;7. I love Facebook! I have reconnected to everyone from my elementary years!&lt;br /&gt;8. The orange iPods are the best:).&lt;br /&gt;9. Frou Frou and Sara Bareilles save me from myself.&lt;br /&gt;10. The worst feeling is being scared for your life in your own house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-3138604492698817198?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/3138604492698817198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=3138604492698817198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3138604492698817198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3138604492698817198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/02/definition-of-word-fanatic-is-as.html' title='.:Fanatic:.'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-1353611935747409360</id><published>2009-02-20T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:34:17.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slutty Little Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have continually said that High School is a whole different world, but this world has so many different rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. If you have 'em Flaunt them! - I really dont agree. Being really slutty is such a hold up! The wrong guys look and you really feel dirty and disgusting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And the girls that do flaunt.... their stuff... its so annoying to look over and see them!!! I wanna go and pull their shirt up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course, when I get my shirt pulled up, it annoys the hell outta me, but thats just because I dont like people touching me. Period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. Never insult a Senior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I really dont have a problem with this though. People already think I am a senior so I dont get insulted and I cant really cross a line with the seniors anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. The cutest boys are the Juniors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They really are. I know a couple cute seniors and then a handfull of sophomores. But mostly the Junior population holds the record for attractiveness... idk if thats a word but i really dont care!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. You can spot the 'Emo's' From a mile away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They annoy the crap outta me too! I really cant stand them. Just because they have low self esteem means that they can cover their face with the most unattractive eyeliner and tight TIGHT pants - including the boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5. If you do something well, never do it for free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I actually learned this from The Dark Night... but I apply it to high school anyways! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6. Dont mess with the Poly's!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They are big and huge and will crush you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They are truely scary unless your on their good side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7. Be careful when you are walking down the stairs in high heels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Even in flats you can trip and fall down - or up! - the stairs in front of everyone. This has happened to me so many times its not embarrassing anymore, just routine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8. Make sure your phone is on silent or vibrate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Some of the teachers are SCARY when they hear a phone go off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9. Keep who you like to yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It always makes things awkward - unless you have mastered the art of always being 'unakward' - if the guy/girl you like doesnt like you back and they know... Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10. The more popular you are, the less crazy you can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are in the spot light of everyones view and if you screw up big time, you lose your chance. In reality, people only remember the really bad, and hardly remember the good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11. The 'cute' girls always look cute, even if they dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That is annoying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12. Tight skinny jeans are allowed on overweight people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THEY SHOULDNT BE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So there are the things that I have learned from the self conscious, over zealous, self esteem lowering halls of this little Bountiful High. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and P.S.!&lt;br /&gt;I added a sidebar on my blog that lists my fave people! Check it out!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. I want some food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. Lunch is underrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. Omgsh.... this guy is so hot and I am sitting like right across from him;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5. Curly hair is more noticed than strait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6. I wanna put pink and red in my hair... I feel the rebellious stage comin on! Watch out mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7. I really cant wait for my best friend to come back to Utah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8. 'Theres nothing wrong with loving Chunky!' - Madagascar 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9. Maroon is a good color on brunettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10. I can count my favorite people on two sets of hands:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love you all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-1353611935747409360?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/1353611935747409360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=1353611935747409360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1353611935747409360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1353611935747409360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/02/slutty-little-girls.html' title='Slutty Little Girls'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-4048347683345490070</id><published>2009-02-18T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:36:04.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I found out today that I didnt get the part in the play that I wanted. I didnt even get a stage manager job. But to tell you the truth... I dont know whether I would have wanted it or not. I just kinda did it to expand to the things that I have done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now I know what its like to do a cold reading for an audition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But I really wish I would have gotten the part anyways. It would have been nice to have been wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S. MAREA YOU ROCK! I got my chi on Saturday and I love it! I straitened my hair and everything and it has never been so shiny or silky! I love you!!! We Will come up on Sunday to give you the money:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks for your prayers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I love you all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. I really wish I had my iPod back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. It helps to know the people who you are auditioning for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. People choose their favorites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. I really am not mad about the auditions. I kinda knew that I wouldnt get it cause she didnt know me at all anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5. I love sleeping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6. I dont have any reason to like a guy right now and I dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7. People notice when your hair different from anything else you wear it as!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8. I love my phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9. I hate horny teenagers.... They annoy the Hell out of me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10. Tight pants on guys is not not NOT attractive.... oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love you All!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-4048347683345490070?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/4048347683345490070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=4048347683345490070' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/4048347683345490070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/4048347683345490070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/02/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-3588711193904742891</id><published>2009-02-16T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T09:33:20.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Jitter Bugs~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;“I think animal testing is a terrible idea; they get all nervous and give the wrong answers” - Anonymous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When life gets to the point where people continually ask you what your name is even though you have been talking to them and really spending time with them, it gets annoying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'M SICK OF BEING A NOBODY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes in fact, its true. I am a nobody at that Bountiful High of mine. I am absolutely completely and totally annoyed that I have to tell everyone what my damn name is this far into the school year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That is why I am trying out for Bountiful Highs production of The Foreigner!!! I want to be the hilariously funny and charming Betty the housekeeper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But the one thing that I am concerned about is that I have no experience with auditioning for a part. I usually just ask for it and its given to me. But keep in mind that those parts were very small and usually behind the scenes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If all fails and I don't get the part, I could always ask to be stage manager. People say that I would be good at it, but it really would be a lot of work for about no recognition. I have already tried to be a stage manager and there would really be somethings I would do over if I were to do it this time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And if I have a prompting not to do anything if I don't get the part... oh well!!! My life goes back to being normal and I have an even greater prodding to go to Woods Cross next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Everything will be fine and everything will work out at the end. Preferably to my liking the first time, but that's not how life goes:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. My hands are cold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. My favorite color is a tie between Navy and Maroon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Heaven help those poor souls that don't know who God is and how he loves them:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. I love texting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. I miss my daddy... Stupid Chinese....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. One day, we're all gonna die. The end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. Life goes on! Love goes on! The world doesn't stop revolving and neither do our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. I want to believe that there is good in people, but sometimes my hope proves me wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. Pray for me to get the part or what ever Heavenly Father wants for me! It will help me immensely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. I hate having to wear my bra.... The under wires are so damn poky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-3588711193904742891?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/3588711193904742891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=3588711193904742891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3588711193904742891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3588711193904742891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/02/jitter-bugs.html' title='~Jitter Bugs~'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-4476017987588495429</id><published>2009-02-14T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:04:46.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>5 Things About Me That People Dont Know:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Math is one of my favorite subjects, but only if I get what Im doing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I secretly like 'The Host' more than 'Twilight'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I love water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I like to dance my frustration out when I am pissed! It makes me laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I am a spoiled child. I really never get told 'no'.... My parents tell me that its a problem (Personally I dont see the problem:).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People I Tag:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erica, MaRea Hess, Tara Thatcher, Mom and Pop, Lindsey &amp;amp; Riley Smith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-4476017987588495429?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/4476017987588495429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=4476017987588495429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/4476017987588495429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/4476017987588495429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-3733194075330039091</id><published>2009-02-08T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:20:44.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Adonis~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Okay, for those of you who don't know by now, I am in love with an English guy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;His Name? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Henry Cavill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And for those of you who don't think that this God isn't drop dead gorgeous...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(Cough Cough MOM Cough)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well... Your loss:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just barely found these photos of the man and man! Sigh:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These are brand new photos just released and I am so glad that I found them:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope You Enjoy this heartthrob!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He was originally supposed to be Edward Cullen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SY-zHy8E1yI/AAAAAAAAAnM/-iSbu27orl8/s1600-h/eveningstandard004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SY-zHy8E1yI/AAAAAAAAAnM/-iSbu27orl8/s400/eveningstandard004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300652232952567586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stephanie Meyer thought that he looked the most like him. (I completely agree......:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He should have been Edward....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SY-zBcZvIpI/AAAAAAAAAnE/-JVWXGkrSQc/s1600-h/eveningstandard003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SY-zBcZvIpI/AAAAAAAAAnE/-JVWXGkrSQc/s400/eveningstandard003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300652123823743634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SY-zBBQotnI/AAAAAAAAAm8/RL3GrKj_K48/s1600-h/eveningstandard002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SY-zBBQotnI/AAAAAAAAAm8/RL3GrKj_K48/s400/eveningstandard002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300652116537816690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SY-zBI0KzkI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Vdg9Ukf0QRY/s1600-h/eveningstandard001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SY-zBI0KzkI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Vdg9Ukf0QRY/s400/eveningstandard001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300652118565899842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-3733194075330039091?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/3733194075330039091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=3733194075330039091' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3733194075330039091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3733194075330039091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/02/adonis.html' title='~Adonis~'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SY-zHy8E1yI/AAAAAAAAAnM/-iSbu27orl8/s72-c/eveningstandard004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-8579262234138763164</id><published>2009-02-04T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:32:03.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I have another book for you! This one has been in my mind for a while now and once I started to get the names together, the characters themselves came and presented themselves to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You always know you have a good idea when you know the characters personally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Without further due:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Les Trois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I woke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;when a piercing scream hit the air. Panting and perspiring I looked around to see if I had woken anyone else. But Leila and Tayte slept like the dead.&lt;br /&gt;I got off the bed and walked into the other room. I splashed my face with the cold stagnant water in the basin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those three little girls haunted me at night. Their screams in the fire, their faces. I couldn’t get them out of my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long before I lived in Asea, I was a princess in the town Calumbrynn. Princess Zara, they called me. Now its just Z.&lt;br /&gt;I was 13 when Faline took over my kingdom and killed my parents. Anson and Odelyna, the Royalty of Calumbrynn. It was a devastating blow to their kingdom. To the people of Calumbrynn, my sisters and I are dead, along with our parents, and have been for five years now.&lt;br /&gt;I traveled back to the room where my sisters slept soundly and tried to wash the girls faces from my eyelids.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the faces of the girls this time, I remembered my previous lady in waiting. She was such a sweet and caring woman. I loved her like a mother. She was in my childhood more often than my real mother had been, and I had such good memories of her.&lt;br /&gt;As I sank down into slumber, my memories transformed into my nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know why Galana is so anxious when she wakes me. It looks too early to be getting up.&lt;br /&gt;“Grab all the clothes that you can, and make sure they are comfortable.” She whispers to me.&lt;br /&gt;That’s weird… she never ever has us pack ourselves. Usually our servants do that for us. But I know for some reason that this is important, so I rip open my drawers and find the first thing I can that is comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;I hear Leila in the other room asking where momma and papa were. I listened harder to hear Galanas response. None comes.&lt;br /&gt;“Get your heaviest trousers and your fur coat.” She says after a minute.&lt;br /&gt;I run and find my own coat.&lt;br /&gt;I can hear Tayte because she starts to whine and whimper a little. She always does that when she is woken up from sleep. Galana shushes her and tells her the same things as she told us. By the time she comes back to my room, I have all of the things she asked me to get on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;She arrives with three small leather packs.&lt;br /&gt;“Put on your coat and your riding boots.” I do as she says.&lt;br /&gt;Leila and Tayte walk into my room, both of their faces show shock and fear. Nothing like this had ever happened. The unknown frightens us.&lt;br /&gt;Galana rushes out of my room and into Leila’s to pack her belongings. She does not pack neatly. Just stuffs them into the bag.&lt;br /&gt;She does the same with Taytes. We follow her like sheep from one room to the next. With our bags packed, she puts each one on our backs and rushes us downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;She never shows fear, just determination.&lt;br /&gt;Down our halls, they are poorly lit; we stumble and fall once or twice. Each time Galana picks us up and keeps us to a fast pace. As I pass the library and my father’s den, I wondered if this is the last time I was going to see it.&lt;br /&gt;We went through the kitchen quarters; I used to come through here when I was hiding from the math tutor. The back door leads down through the gardens and vineyards. I have only passed them on my horse when I was riding. Now I could smell the sweetness that they bestowed, I hope that I will be able to come back and smell them again once all this craziness was over.&lt;br /&gt;We walk until we hit our town.&lt;br /&gt;There Galana knocked on someone’s door. There is a hushed conversation and then she turned us onto a barn. She and another man push open the doors, and I was surprised how easily they opened. Hardly a squeak come from them.&lt;br /&gt;Inside is a horse. It is a pretty horse, but not as pretty as my Warrior. Galana and the man attach the horse to a miniature carriage and usher us onto it. I settle down and fall asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my eyes again and it was daylight.&lt;br /&gt;It was late enough to get up.&lt;br /&gt;I had to get my mind off of those Nightmares. I strode out of the room  went to go milk the cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-8579262234138763164?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/8579262234138763164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=8579262234138763164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8579262234138763164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8579262234138763164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/02/book.html' title='Book!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-7241445461618212547</id><published>2009-02-03T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:43:39.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>À vous je fais des excuses.</title><content type='html'>Wow... only five hours since my last post... I think that is an all time record! &lt;div&gt;Bad times had hit, and I'm sorry to have wallowed in them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry to all those who I have offended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry to all those who had to get involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry that I actually fueled the fire sometimes instead of doing the right thing - the hardest thing - which was telling the others to shut up and deal with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things got outta hand and there needs to be changes on both sides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I apologize for being a freak about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;necessarily&lt;/span&gt; take back everything I said because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; all of it, but I do apologize about how I said it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love ya all:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the ones that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like, I still love you and I hope that you still love me too:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-7241445461618212547?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/7241445461618212547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=7241445461618212547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7241445461618212547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7241445461618212547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/02/vous-je-fais-des-excuses.html' title='À vous je fais des excuses.'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-7678623803637747189</id><published>2009-02-03T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:43:03.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Will The REAL Slim Shady Please Stand Up!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes there is only so much a person can take. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now actions definitely speak louder than words so what happens when actions are combined with words?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Disaster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now I believe that you have the right to say anything anywhere at anytime, and your blog is your own portal to just whine and bitch and moan about anything you want - but consequences come as they may so be careful. )Please tell me if you have a problem with this next half of my blog:) I would love to here your feedback:).)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So here's mine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;PEOPLE NEED TO GET OVER THEMSELVES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The world in fact doesn't revolve around just one person - Christ Excluded - and for the people who think that: NEWS FLASH! Even though you are in your world, think about everyone else for a change! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When people leave, when they take themselves away from anything, they are exempt from anything that the other people who stayed do. (does that make sense? lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I know some of the most giving and accepting people in the world and then I know the exact opposites of those people as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have said this - and will continue to say it - until people get it in their heads: I LOVE ALL PEOPLE, I JUST HATE THEIR STUPID DECISIONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now for me to say that the decisions are stupid may be out of my rage of judgement, but I will continue to say what ever the hell I want till someone kills me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Guess what people! Wake up! See how your decisions are affecting the people around you! See how every breath you take can shatter someone elses world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I am so sick of saying things and then no one listens, and then I end up being right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Of Course I am always right, but what is the good when no one really hears it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My friends and I are so tightly knit, if we stretch its a big deal to another person. So when someone does something that is so appalling... especially if you love them, it is so hard to really get over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. I love music:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. The right song can make your day or break it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. "If I could be someone like you, would you be strong enough for me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; think that you should ever have to delete your blog posts, if you really said something that you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; like, just go and edit them:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. Its getting warmer people!!! SPRING IS COMING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. I love Santa Claus.... I know, random &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. I love my father!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. Stuttering just means that you are self conscious and that you have no self confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. Acne is rage built up and stored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. I love the brain! I cant wait to learn further about what it can do:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Andie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-7678623803637747189?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/7678623803637747189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=7678623803637747189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7678623803637747189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/7678623803637747189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/02/will-real-slim-shady-please-stand-up.html' title='&quot;Will The REAL Slim Shady Please Stand Up!&quot;'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-1347743243997600147</id><published>2009-01-31T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T11:36:25.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Chocolate:)</title><content type='html'>Holy&lt;div&gt;Cow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sister &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all I gotta say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English Chocolate is my favorite by far:).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would put up a picture of me eating it but it would probably end up looking a little like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SYSmdCNOgDI/AAAAAAAAAmU/rB8NNjKL9kY/s1600-h/kids+eating+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SYSmdCNOgDI/AAAAAAAAAmU/rB8NNjKL9kY/s320/kids+eating+collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297542079433310258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well around that but not with the kids and everything. &lt;div&gt;Plus I dont need a bad picture of me on the internet:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Big Thanks to Anna Garrett who sent it to me all the way from England!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU ANNA!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a side note, since the punks that stole all my money from my wallet did that I couldnt buy the Skittles for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I just got paid last night so you better be expecting them soon:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all I gotta say:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Anna!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I may have said that I love Seth, but not all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I love chocolate.... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I want my iPod back:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. People need to back off when my life is none of their business. That was directed at my brother FYI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I love The Killers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Orange and Purple are my new favorite colors:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. My father is one of the strangest people I know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I love the gospel! I dont know what I would do without prayer to my Heavenly Father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. HOLY mother of COWS! I love the new song by Beyonce - Halo. ITS MY FAVORITE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I love eggs... Heaven thank the Chickens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you All!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-1347743243997600147?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/1347743243997600147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=1347743243997600147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1347743243997600147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1347743243997600147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/01/english-chocolate.html' title='English Chocolate:)'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SYSmdCNOgDI/AAAAAAAAAmU/rB8NNjKL9kY/s72-c/kids+eating+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-3480349904811859131</id><published>2009-01-30T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T15:59:22.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Done'/><title type='text'>Fanatic</title><content type='html'>The definition of the word 'fanatic' is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"A person with an extreme and uncritical enthusiasm or zeal, as in religion or politics."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"A person marked or motivated by an extreme, unreasoning enthusiasm, as for a cause."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"A person affected by excessive enthusiasm, particularly on religious subjects."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"Marked by excessive enthusiasm for and intense devotion to a cause or idea."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or: (and this is my personal favorite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"insane person," from L. fanaticus "mad, enthusiastic, inspired by a god," originally, "pertaining to a temple," from fanum "temple," related to festus "festive".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now why would I decide to define this word? Because I really wanted to know if I was a fanatic for music - all types and kinds - and true to the word, I am! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cant stress enough about how much music is saving me and occationally rescuing me from the shallow waters of a high school. Shallow pools of people also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last night I had to finish the book &lt;strong&gt;'1984'&lt;/strong&gt; by George Orwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray and hope to the heavens that I will never have to open that book ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an activist of individual rights and small government, this book was a task that really took some strength to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have just gotten on cliffnotes.com and read the summary and not have been as badly disturbed as I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is filled with betrayal, physical violence that is so grafic that I really was bawling through the whole book. It also included some sex, but that wasnt graffic, thank heavens!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of things that made me bawl - and I am using that term right how it is supposed to be used, I was crying really hard - in this book. The betrayal was the biggest I would have to say. The main character was continually betrayed, not only by his suspected friend, but also by his love and by a person that he didnt even know at all, but really did like till he turned out to be a member of the Thought Police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the invasion of rights was the second factor in my break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They brain washed him! They broke him down - his spirit - and filled him with awful things, with themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an excerpt that shocked me to my core:&lt;br /&gt;'What are the stars? They are bits of fire a few kilometers away. We could reach them if we wanted to. Or we could blot them out. The earth is the center of the universe. The sun and the stars go round it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was said by the torturour O'Brien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two factors to the bawling experiance was the physical violence that was inflicted, not only to the main character, but to everyone around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, Fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear that this kind of society would actually happen and that I might see the beginning of it. I dont believe that it will get as bad as the book depics, but it could head in that direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those people who can feel pain of someone else if it is described or only mentioned. I felt the main characters pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt it to my core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the savior of this dark damp day was music. Frou Frou to be exact. They mellowed me down and got me to think. They cleaned me out and then set me to dry, just like washing laundry. I was pissed. I was irate, and at nothing really, but it was a big deal to me and I was so angry that I had to read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for anyone who has to read it and I really strongly suggest that if you can get out of reading it, do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;1. Punks are so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;2. There is a special place in Hell for Theives.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love spell check!&lt;br /&gt;4. The spirit will always protect me when I need to be procected.&lt;br /&gt;6. Abs are a really big turn on for me, especially if they are tight and nicely built;)&lt;br /&gt;7. I love Facebook! I have reconnected to everyone from my elementary years!&lt;br /&gt;8. The orange iPods are the best:).&lt;br /&gt;9. Frou Frou and Sara Bareilles save me from myself.&lt;br /&gt;10. The worst feeling is being scared for your life in your own house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-3480349904811859131?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/3480349904811859131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=3480349904811859131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3480349904811859131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3480349904811859131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/02/fanatic.html' title='Fanatic'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-645795361666128772</id><published>2009-01-29T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T14:59:44.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outlook</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So my outlook on life has changed a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Since this has been one of the hardest and most cruel month of my life, I have learned a couple of things. Here they are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1. Dont trust people you dont know. Make sure you take all the precautions you can before letting anyone do anything to or for or with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;2. Stuff is just stuff. You can get new stuff anytime:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;3. Boys never look more than 5 minutes a head in to the future for consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;4. Boys are relativily stupid. Dont take anything they say seriously till they are about 25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;5. When nothing is going your way and everything seems to be crashing down on you, one of the best things to do is Pray to Heavenly Father. Even if it seems like no one is listening - especially him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;6. My mother is one of the most amazing people I know! I love her so much and I just hope that I can be as great as her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;7. Seth is my rock. He helps me keep a grip on my sanity. The other night when I was crying - well more like bawling - about my iPod being stolen, he came in and completely made me laugh my head off. He is one of the greatest brothers and I dont know what I would do without him:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;8. My father is one of the funniest people I know, and I am so glad that I chose to be put into his family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;9. Being the oldest in the family has its drawbacks and its perks. I always get stuff first - Phone, iPod, Drivers Licence, car... etc.. etc. But I am the fall back girl if  my parents need help. I always have to meet to the standards or else I get in trouble. Oh and I get away with murder;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;10. Family is very important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;11. Sleep is my favorite time of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;12. When people are so wrapped up in themselves that they cant see pain even if it bites them in the nose, they arent your true friends and sometimes its better to just be rid of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;13. Music is my life and I love it:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;14. Im kinda like a 25 year old trapped in a 13 year olds world. I am so much more mature than anyone I know and yet I have to sink to their level of understanding sometimes to get anything through to them. I hate it!!! I just want to be done with High School!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;15. There is a good chance that I am switching schools next year to either Woodscross or Davis. I am sick of Bountiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;16. God doesnt forsake his children. When the door closes, a window does open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;17. Some of the geeky guys are more hilarious than the more popular guys:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Well there you have it:) My life lessons in a nut shell!:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1. I love chocolate:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;2. Im getting English Chocolate - directly from England!!! - in the mail:) Thats right!  Be Jealous:):):).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;3. I love my brother! Just a couple of sundays ago, we were looking for mom to go home and I asked if she was in the Relief Society room and he said "What do you think? A bunch of ladies coming off a spiritual high and you dont think mom would be in on that?" He cracks me up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;4. Laughter is the best medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;5. Meetings that go over 1 hour are too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;6. American Idol is only good till they go to Hollywood Week and then its stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;7. I love my phone:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;8. I love Bluetooth!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;9. I really think blogging is good for the soul:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;10. I am starting my book! I dont know what its about or where the setting is but I know the characters:) they are formuated in my mind and they are so cool:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Well I love you all and cant wait to see you in person!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-645795361666128772?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/645795361666128772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=645795361666128772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/645795361666128772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/645795361666128772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/01/outlook.html' title='Outlook'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-1360090345782603862</id><published>2009-01-26T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:49:39.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DONT KNOW WHAT MY PROBLEM IS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So today.... well today I did something really stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I left my iPod in  my backpack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Now usually this is a really safe place for it and I just have it there for when I need it - this is like every single class period cause I get my work done really early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well low and behold, I leave my back pack out in the gym locker rooms, and when I come back to dress:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Its Gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Along with my pack of gum and ten bucks in cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The worst thing is: The person is in my Gym class. I don't know who it is, but I know that they are in my class. I kinda screwed my self over with this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I ONCE SAID I WOULD DIE WITHOUT MY IPOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;GOD IS OBVIOUSLY HAS A SENSE OF HUMOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I HATE THIS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;First goes my calculator and now goes my iPod. I am thanking my lucky -not so lucky really - stars that I put my phone in my locker where people couldn't get to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I would seriously be completely raging mad if I got that stolen too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I really hate this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;If you know why this would happen or the lesson that I must learn from this please give me suggestions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I have said many MANY times that music is my life and I completely stand by that statement. But when I cant escape to my Nirvana, I get pissy and moody and to tell ya the truth, I AM RIGHT NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I hate this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My life sucks at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This whole month has been a shit hole from the beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I need to get a grip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;No Last Minute Thoughts today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;There would be a lot of expletives if I did do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I hate life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Andie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-1360090345782603862?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/1360090345782603862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=1360090345782603862' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1360090345782603862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1360090345782603862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-know-what-my-problem-is.html' title='I DONT KNOW WHAT MY PROBLEM IS!'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-8095473686083179229</id><published>2009-01-25T20:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:01:42.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Shoot Continued:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Back By popular demand: THE REST OF THE PHOTO SHOOT PICUTRES:)&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hope you enjoy:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX1C4XC8ShI/AAAAAAAAAmM/GGscJo41eZw/s1600-h/CIMG0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX1C4XC8ShI/AAAAAAAAAmM/GGscJo41eZw/s400/CIMG0111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295462272884034066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX1C4CS-TtI/AAAAAAAAAmE/668xC93MUq4/s1600-h/CIMG0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX1C4CS-TtI/AAAAAAAAAmE/668xC93MUq4/s400/CIMG0118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295462267314130642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX1C3wqVBaI/AAAAAAAAAl8/6N5pxM0OFQc/s1600-h/CIMG0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX1ARkLc6FI/AAAAAAAAAls/VpAPT2ZN4sA/s400/CIMG0082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295459407371233362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX1ARpAU9kI/AAAAAAAAAlk/z7sRN8BHmrU/s1600-h/CIMG0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX1ARpAU9kI/AAAAAAAAAlk/z7sRN8BHmrU/s400/CIMG0074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295459408666752578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX1ARIing8I/AAAAAAAAAlc/CTLHGAtAlCU/s1600-h/CIMG0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX1ARIing8I/AAAAAAAAAlc/CTLHGAtAlCU/s400/CIMG0080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295459399952204738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX1AQ400daI/AAAAAAAAAlU/KkXU6IBQzSI/s1600-h/CIMG0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX1AQ400daI/AAAAAAAAAlU/KkXU6IBQzSI/s400/CIMG0069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295459395733583266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0_AcvbKyI/AAAAAAAAAlM/fwddeBd7Vrw/s1600-h/CIMG0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0_AcvbKyI/AAAAAAAAAlM/fwddeBd7Vrw/s400/CIMG0062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295458013805226786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0_AdDBtyI/AAAAAAAAAlE/HZnARxo3ras/s1600-h/CIMG0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0_AdDBtyI/AAAAAAAAAlE/HZnARxo3ras/s400/CIMG0054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295458013887444770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0-_5knYHI/AAAAAAAAAk8/npPYpjjhDJA/s1600-h/CIMG0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0-_5knYHI/AAAAAAAAAk8/npPYpjjhDJA/s400/CIMG0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295458004364648562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0-_Xw_cII/AAAAAAAAAk0/1HIP3LqyoV0/s1600-h/CIMG0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0-_Xw_cII/AAAAAAAAAk0/1HIP3LqyoV0/s400/CIMG0039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295457995289751682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0--0bQbSI/AAAAAAAAAks/gOsfnhF71m4/s1600-h/CIMG0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0--0bQbSI/AAAAAAAAAks/gOsfnhF71m4/s400/CIMG0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295457985803349282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0-DdQbfTI/AAAAAAAAAkk/59-w8HhboI4/s1600-h/CIMG0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0-DdQbfTI/AAAAAAAAAkk/59-w8HhboI4/s400/CIMG0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295456965971639602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0-C_D111I/AAAAAAAAAkc/QWDCHy-nKa0/s1600-h/CIMG0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0-C_D111I/AAAAAAAAAkc/QWDCHy-nKa0/s400/CIMG0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295456957865776978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0-Cr8fYtI/AAAAAAAAAkU/7HHSDOOwpQQ/s1600-h/CIMG0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0-Cr8fYtI/AAAAAAAAAkU/7HHSDOOwpQQ/s400/CIMG0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295456952734671570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0-Ck1-9ZI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ZwSAB6kkEy0/s1600-h/CIMG0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0-Ck1-9ZI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ZwSAB6kkEy0/s400/CIMG0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295456950828332434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX0-CfH7pkI/AAAAAAAAAkE/QKH2vNmX6-Q/s1600-h/CIMG0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq9XDbDAZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/xitRDhm7xg4/s1600-h/CIMG0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq9XDbDAZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/xitRDhm7xg4/s400/CIMG0063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294752515680829842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aidan was one of my favorites to shoot:) He has all this personality that comes out when people show him some attention!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq9WqGpt-I/AAAAAAAAAjk/Wh4b3ljjkwY/s1600-h/CIMG0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq9WqGpt-I/AAAAAAAAAjk/Wh4b3ljjkwY/s400/CIMG0093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294752508884400098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one was just supposed to be a joke but I think its one of my favorites:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq9WkUYcRI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Mt18vFop3T8/s1600-h/CIMG0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq9WkUYcRI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Mt18vFop3T8/s400/CIMG0043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294752507331375378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SEE?!?! SEE THE CHARACTER?!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq9WciTURI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Ocsii1Fbunk/s1600-h/CIMG9981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq9WciTURI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Ocsii1Fbunk/s400/CIMG9981.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294752505242276114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I bugged them enough, their real &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;actions and personalities came up and it was so much more fun:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq9WJPWTtI/AAAAAAAAAjM/sYYtS7sSOoA/s1600-h/CIMG0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq9WJPWTtI/AAAAAAAAAjM/sYYtS7sSOoA/s400/CIMG0113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294752500062506706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq8n1FPGLI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LJLmfqzTA2c/s1600-h/CIMG9982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq8n1FPGLI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LJLmfqzTA2c/s400/CIMG9982.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294751704377399474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He did these poses all by himself! I didn't have to tell him anything and he just did these!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq8nlkWZ8I/AAAAAAAAAi8/EQAJKv0jIxs/s1600-h/CIMG0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq8nlkWZ8I/AAAAAAAAAi8/EQAJKv0jIxs/s400/CIMG0151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294751700212934594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me being me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq8nXwUDGI/AAAAAAAAAi0/jv29E6ycJ5U/s1600-h/CIMG0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq8nXwUDGI/AAAAAAAAAi0/jv29E6ycJ5U/s400/CIMG0130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294751696505015394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of these shots were OK and not perfect..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq8nZdWheI/AAAAAAAAAis/56N-sfUDIf8/s1600-h/CIMG0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq8nZdWheI/AAAAAAAAAis/56N-sfUDIf8/s400/CIMG0107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294751696962356706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were getting tired and I thought 'what better way to get some serious poses?!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq8nIXtMdI/AAAAAAAAAik/agv17Vk7km4/s1600-h/CIMG0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq8nIXtMdI/AAAAAAAAAik/agv17Vk7km4/s400/CIMG0088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294751692375273938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq78xY_qKI/AAAAAAAAAic/Zl7GcePwWxY/s1600-h/CIMG0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq78xY_qKI/AAAAAAAAAic/Zl7GcePwWxY/s400/CIMG0079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294750964652157090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the funnest one to shoot:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq78gqj-5I/AAAAAAAAAiU/6Qh1ZDrBNB0/s1600-h/CIMG0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq78gqj-5I/AAAAAAAAAiU/6Qh1ZDrBNB0/s400/CIMG0068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294750960162438034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They just started posing and they didn't know it so sometimes when they got a really cool fun shot, I would yell "FREEZE! Don't move!!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They loved the attentions:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq78NOL4QI/AAAAAAAAAiM/JuYG8C94qx8/s1600-h/CIMG0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq78NOL4QI/AAAAAAAAAiM/JuYG8C94qx8/s400/CIMG0066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294750954943144194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq779XPJ9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/xCaaLSn7Mrg/s1600-h/CIMG0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq779XPJ9I/AAAAAAAAAiE/xCaaLSn7Mrg/s400/CIMG0052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294750950686140370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did this all on her own:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq77WAk8BI/AAAAAAAAAh8/9Yk-87Jy3H0/s1600-h/CIMG0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq77WAk8BI/AAAAAAAAAh8/9Yk-87Jy3H0/s400/CIMG0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294750940122116114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq7ShpffnI/AAAAAAAAAh0/sWqwOJb4nlg/s1600-h/CIMG0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq7ShpffnI/AAAAAAAAAh0/sWqwOJb4nlg/s400/CIMG0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294750238871879282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By far my FAVORITE picture of them all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq7ScV03PI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ZAy-m56TntM/s1600-h/CIMG0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq7ScV03PI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ZAy-m56TntM/s400/CIMG0028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294750237447216370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq7SPvklNI/AAAAAAAAAhk/FvGlKur4CRk/s1600-h/CIMG0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq7SPvklNI/AAAAAAAAAhk/FvGlKur4CRk/s400/CIMG0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294750234065540306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq7R5Ks0zI/AAAAAAAAAhc/KnphKGhAabM/s1600-h/CIMG0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq7R5Ks0zI/AAAAAAAAAhc/KnphKGhAabM/s400/CIMG0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294750228005311282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq7RhmhjBI/AAAAAAAAAhU/3Niy8As9m4k/s1600-h/CIMG0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq7RhmhjBI/AAAAAAAAAhU/3Niy8As9m4k/s400/CIMG0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294750221679561746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX08zrAsyTI/AAAAAAAAAj8/M6jjmcGX52I/s1600-h/CIMG0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX08zrAsyTI/AAAAAAAAAj8/M6jjmcGX52I/s400/CIMG0178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295455595274225970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think that this is one of the best photos of me that have ever been taken.... SHOCKING. I am actually pretty here!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX08ztbPs2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/WFgFOKJmUX8/s1600-h/CIMG0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SX08ztbPs2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/WFgFOKJmUX8/s400/CIMG0027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295455595922436962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the very first one that I took of Sydney and I love it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has so much pizazz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-1887053487409120679?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/1887053487409120679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=1887053487409120679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1887053487409120679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1887053487409120679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/01/photo-shoot.html' title='(:Photo Shoot:)'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SXq9XDbDAZI/AAAAAAAAAjs/xitRDhm7xg4/s72-c/CIMG0063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-3672431409860170256</id><published>2009-01-21T11:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:49:43.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Trouble~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Believe it or not, I am having problems with friends... well friends that are posing to be my friends. So not-friends. Its confusing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Unamed and unwanted they screw me over and repeatedly beat me down. I cant take it anymore. I even wrote a 9 page text - so text pages that are 160 letters = so 1440 letters - to the person I was irrate at. 9 PAGES!!! Who does that?! Or the right question is who actually deserves 9 pages of a complete beat down? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ding Ding Ding! We HAVE A WINNER! Those people that are continually bashing my skull in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;This weekend I seriously cried my eyes out every night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Now usually I have a more up beat blog post, but its really been hell for a good 3 weeks now. Next post will be just peachy in report:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Back to the freaks of nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Boys.... Gag....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ok, thats the problem really. They dont think more than 5 minutes into the future so everything they do that causes problems are because of spur of the moment ideas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;EARTH TO BOYS!!!! BAD WAY TO GET ANYTHING IN LIFE!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I am done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;With anyone who treats me like I was treated last weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I Am Done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Frustration and disapointment cant be a constant thing with me or else I go insane - I should say more insane - and rip off vital body parts and shove them into a blender... Sorry for the grafic explination. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Remember this when your raising boys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Teach them to be respectful and kind to EVERYONE. It will save some girls life in the end. This lack of respect and kindness almost killed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;1. There is only one way to go but up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;2. Modest Mouse is a good band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;3. New Semesters are just fun:) - no sarcasm there:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;4. Chemistry 4th period with Peterson is just a snooze fest... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;5. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;6. Sorry I had to get it out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;7. A good cry every month is good:) But every night for a week is a little bad... Unhealthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;8. Tip your waiters and waitresses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;9. YAY! I get to go to gym tomorrow:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;10. I think I would die without my phone/iPod/Twilight Series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Love you all and hope you have a wonderful day:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-3672431409860170256?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/3672431409860170256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=3672431409860170256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3672431409860170256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/3672431409860170256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/01/trouble.html' title='~Trouble~'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-2762248094439404934</id><published>2009-01-16T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T11:52:03.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;So what do you do when the guy - or girl - you like yells at you for doing nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yesterday a girl in my school died in the morning due to an accident when she was skiing (I didn't find out till the last period of the day cause no one told me!). So everyone was in a pretty crappy mood. So in seminary - it was the last time we were in the same class so about everyone bore their testimonies and - the guy I like (Lets call him James) stood to bear his testimony. It was one of the best testimonies I have ever heard and it just strengthened the 'like' I have for him! Then after it was done and we were walking out we were talking and he was asking me if it was a good testimony and I was completely sincere when I said, " James, it was one of the best testimonies I have ever heard. I was deeply touched." He had asked me like 5 times whether it was good or not and I said something like that every time. HE STILL DIDN'T BELIEVE ME. Dumb butt.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I'm gonna just do dialog cause its easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;"Andie, I'm sure that you would say that to anyone who bore their testimony."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;"No James, I wouldn't. I'm not that nice." So we continued to walk and then Sydney needed to go talk to Bree and left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Me and James were left alone to talk and then all the sudden in the middle of the conversation he stopped talking! Like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Andie: "So James, blah blah blah blah?" (I cant remember exactly what I said).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;James: "................"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Andie: "Never mind, It wasn't that funny" I smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;James: "................" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;He seriously didn't even say a word. He just looked at me and stared. So I turned around to talk to my other friend and when I turned back around James was looking at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;James: "Why did you leave me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Andie: "You weren't talking to me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;James: "Sorry I was thinking"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Andie: "You can think and talk at the same time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;James: "I'm bad at multitasking."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;So we left to the car cause Syd - thankfully! - came back right then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;We were in the car and I was singing to a hip-hop song and James yelled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;"WOULD YOU TURN IF OFF!? I'M TRYING TO FEEL THE SPIRIT!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I was shocked so I turned around, "Are you serious?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Syd: "I think he is dead serious".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;So me and Syd kinda laughed at the uncomfortable silence that was on us and I turned the music completely off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;We get to my house and he begins to ask for help to text his 'gal pal'. (She was really good friends with Megan the girl who died that morning. She was in a lot of pain) He didn't know what to say to her and so he wanted help from me. Syd was busy texting this guy that she really likes and wants him to ask her out to the valentines dance, so she was no help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;So I sat there for like 10 minutes helping him out and every time I turned to go, he grabbed my hand and said, "NO. Don't give up now!" Like I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; to help him with this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;He was expecting my help for something that I had no obligation to do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I WAS PISSED! (that's just putting it mildly.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I went home after I wrote the whole damn text and I could NOT be in a worse mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I was so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Being yelled at is bad enough, but by the guy that you have a HUGE crush on, that's even worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;So I had a bad week. Bad doesn't even begin to cover it really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;The only silver lining in this is that I don't have any classes with him for the new semester! YAY! I don't think I would be able to handle that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;1. I HATE guys who grab boobs like they have a right to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;2. In hide and go seek base (lights out version) Make sure you were black and you cover your chest when anyone comes to feel who it is...... Stupid blankity blank blank....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;3. Its so good for your soul to repent and replace:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;4. The only reason I go to school is to make sure that I get into a good college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;5. I hate high school with no real friends, and trust me when I say I really don't have any REAL friends at that school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;6. I hate feeling used and abused by people who have no right to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;7. NUTELLA IS SO GOOD!:):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;8. "Like an apple hanging from a tree, I pick the ripest one I still got the seeds."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;9. Liking someone isn't all that its cracked up to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;10. I really don't like anyone right now and I am so glad I have that burden off my shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I love you all! Leave  comments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Andie;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-2762248094439404934?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/2762248094439404934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=2762248094439404934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2762248094439404934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2762248094439404934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/01/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-4352810589691462066</id><published>2009-01-14T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T11:50:58.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;One of my biggest flaws is that I freak out to everything before I see the whole picture. Now you could just call this "Dramaqueen-titus" or an 'F.O.' - Freaker-Outer. I answer to both:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Having the transition to Highschool has changed me dramatically. I have become so much more independant in so many ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I dont have to have people be with me to make me look good. I can do something on my own and not feel bad because no one is with me. This is not common in school because everyone is afraid of looking 'unpopular' infront of their peers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am in fact 'unpopular'. I am not even remotely popular. But I think that we are using the word out of context anyways:). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;To me I really dont care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Im ok with being alone at lunch sometimes! It just makes going out with friends that more special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This brings me to my next topic: Change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We change constantly. Even when we stay the same, we change. I actually think that is from a song but it escapes me at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just turned 16, but the change was not dramatic. It was like rearranging your closet, its different, but its not like someone died or left you or you won the lottery. It just is a nice thing to look at in a part of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And then there are some of those changes. Like losing your Graphing Calculator.... Ugh... I dont want to think about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Or gettin a bad grade on your English Test. These are big things; but only in the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You get over that you lost something and you either buy another one, or borrow one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You Live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That is one of the things that bugged me about reading the book 'Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Their lives ended, but their families didnt. They went on, they lived, and they loved again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;WE LIVE! - Unless we die, and then we still live but from behind the veil. And yet we still live in memories of people we knew! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When people leave, we go on. Our lives change with or without them. I have expericaned this with almost every best friend I have ever had. They might come back in the future - and some have and will - but I will not be the same! They wont either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Change. Get used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1. Time goes by slowly when your watching a broken clock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2. End of Semester BLOWS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3. Finals suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4. I love my phone:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5. I dont like people who dont text back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;6. I probably dont like those people because sometimes I dont text back either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;7. Snow is cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;8. Lame jokes are just that, but man sometimes they are hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;9. I love my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;10. There! I got to ten! HAPPY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Love ya:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-4352810589691462066?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/4352810589691462066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=4352810589691462066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/4352810589691462066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/4352810589691462066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/01/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-5352417466257250506</id><published>2009-01-08T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:50:58.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schedule Change</title><content type='html'>Some Schedule changes are in the making:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. English&lt;br /&gt;2. Seminary&lt;br /&gt;3. Algebra&lt;br /&gt;4. Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Choir&lt;br /&gt;6. Gym - LOYD!!!!!! Awesome because he is way easy:)&lt;br /&gt;7. World Civ&lt;br /&gt;8. Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly these haven't changes except Seminary, Choir Gym and Chemistry. All the rest have stayed the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;1. There can only be a few cause I'm in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love cars.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love other Countries as long as I'm not living in them.&lt;br /&gt;4. Call me!!! I'm bored and I have rarely had any homework this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-5352417466257250506?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/5352417466257250506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=5352417466257250506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5352417466257250506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5352417466257250506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/01/schedule-change.html' title='Schedule Change'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-5964166269259394994</id><published>2009-01-07T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:57:03.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Semester, New Life....:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So the semester is ending and there are good and bad aspects of this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;1. I will get out of Accounting!!! YAY!!!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;2. I will get a change in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;3. I have Choir! Yay:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;4. I have more even classes. This semester my 'A' days are the hardest ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;5. My last periods of each day are easy classes so I wont miss something if I decide to ditch:) Wait... did I just say that?;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Bad things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;1. I have to have Gym..... :( I HATE gym! But I have it right before lunch so it cant be that bad, and I can take my time to get ready after its done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;2. I also have English first period again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;3. The Semester finals are just being packed on and I tons of things to finish before the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;4. I have seminary 2nd period:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;5. My Chinese class is in the same period that it was before:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;6. Having some of the 'First-Day-Of-School' Syndrome again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;But that are things to consider, even though I think that my schedule is better this semester than last:) Except for stupid gym..... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;1. I'm starving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;2. I love tuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;3. If your hungry enough you will eat anything put in front of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;4. Cottage Cheese on Doritos are just amazing:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;5. Enough with food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;6. It is supposed to snow Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;7. Get on homework and some work you have to do early, it will benefit you in the long run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;8. I have NO HOMEWORK TONIGHT:):):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;9. I love texting:) Having my phone gone for that long time made me more grateful for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;10. I love my dad! Its no fun at home without him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Love you all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-5964166269259394994?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/5964166269259394994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=5964166269259394994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5964166269259394994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/5964166269259394994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-semester-new-life.html' title='New Semester, New Life....:('/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-8726573337754922938</id><published>2009-01-01T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:31:39.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>∞§Christmas - New Years - My Birthday§∞</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I want to just start out and say that I had one of the best Christmas Vacations I have ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My family made that possible and I have to say thank you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So Christmas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We went up to Grandma Thatchers house and it was by far the most memorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Instead of exchanging gifts to each other, we did a service swap. I loved that! It was so much better and more fulfilling than normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But the surprise came after the service and the games. My wonderful Thatcher family did an awesome crazy service for my family. They gave us Christmas:). They filled up the back of our car with presents and I have to say I was touched! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It showed me the wonderful, awesome, creative, caring, fantastic, magnificent - is that enough adjectives? - people they are! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I felt included for the first time in a long time up there and it was so terrific:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I felt excited to go and open presents Christmas Eve night! I haven't felt that in a long time too!!! I have always known every year what present I get so I'm not really excited - but I was surprised and had no idea and it made it a ton more fun:). Thanks Thatcher Clan:) I love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;New Years Eve/Day: New Years Eve I turned 16! I am officially 16 people!!! Cool hu?!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So I went out to dinner with Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Thatcher, MaRea &amp;amp; Kyle, Lindsey &amp;amp; Riley, Kim &amp;amp; Lee, and Angie and her friend Lindsey. We went to The Copper Mill and it was some of the best food I have had! I truly loved going out with the adults:). It was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;New Years Day kinda hit me hard in the fact that my birthday plans kinda fell through. Me and a couple of friends wanted to go up to my cabin in Liberty, so I called up my grandma to ask if we could and she informed me that the main water pipe broke and there were 4 inches of standing water in the house!!! Crazy and annoying and sad and sucky all at the same time! Then all of the other options that we had fell through too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What I wanted most of all was that I could escape and have a weekend with just my friends before dreaded school started again. But that wasn't on the plan for me I guess. So I decided that just barely that I was just going to have a regular party at my house on Friday night. So anyone wanting to come feel free:). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So that was my exciting news:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Taking into account what MaRea wants, here are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1. "Don't let go! You got the music in you!!! We only get what we give!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2. Pissy moments pass, but they suck no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;3. Have fun with your New Years Resolutions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Some Of My New Years Resolutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;4. I want to get in shape and get more friends - expand myself in the social aspect:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;End of New Years Resolutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;5. When guys play video games, they are mean, rude and impatient. Not to mention oblivious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;6. Not showering makes me stink..... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;7. I love the little orange iPod Nanos!! They are so cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;8. There are some awesome talented musicians out there!!! Under your nose even!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;9. I hate shoot-em-up video games..... :( Mostly cause I cant play them worth a dang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;10. Having a drivers licence is kinda useless when you don't have a car to drive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;There you go:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Have a wonderful New Year:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Andie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-8726573337754922938?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/8726573337754922938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=8726573337754922938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8726573337754922938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8726573337754922938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-new-years-my-birthday.html' title='∞§Christmas - New Years - My Birthday§∞'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-1466344549488333186</id><published>2008-12-27T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:46:52.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Update:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Well ladies and gentlemen! We have officially (well not quite but you get the point) got a buyer!!!!!!!!!! He is excited and so am I! He is saying that the contract will be written up around the 31st. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Newsflash: That is my birthday by the way so just a heads up:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;But ya, So its pretty much a done deal. I dont want to jinx it though but (head nod)..... Okay... So yeah we are looking for houses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Great time to buy really:)):):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Love you all and due to the time of day I am not going to be doing Last Minute Thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Love you anyways:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Andie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7776424309308413949-1466344549488333186?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/1466344549488333186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=1466344549488333186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1466344549488333186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/1466344549488333186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2008/12/house-update.html' title='House Update:)'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-2456811232818546708</id><published>2008-12-19T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:35:38.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Plans Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;So here is my families plan for Christmas Day and Christmas Eve:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Christmas Eve we will be spending with the Thatchers this year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- I know! Isn't it exciting?! We haven't in at least 2 years:( But now we are!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Christmas Day my Grandma Prier wants us to come over so we are planning that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This is interchangeable, but I am pretty sure that we are going to Thatchers Christmas Eve.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I love Christmas, it is the best for me. There is snow and all the things that make you have warm fuzzies in your chest!!! There is just so many things that I love about Christmas! The snowmen, the cooking, the snow:) waking up Christmas morning and watching the little kids eyes light up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1. I don't know if I am getting a ride up to my house today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. If love is true, then its unconditional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;3. Music can make your day!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love rice crispies:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5. the 'i before e' rule is annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. DECK THE HALLS PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;7. Stop complaining about the snow! Cause heaven knows that when July comes with its 107 degree weather, your going to be missing it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;8. Musicians are hot.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;9. 6 DAYS TILL CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&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/7776424309308413949-2456811232818546708?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/2456811232818546708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=2456811232818546708' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2456811232818546708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/2456811232818546708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-plans-update.html' title='Christmas Plans Update'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-8927730407420779168</id><published>2008-12-15T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:22:00.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Minutes To Kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;So I have decided that I am either really good or really bad at surprises and there is no way around it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR CHRISTMAS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;As you may no already, I have gone to one of the best places I could be: Giving Presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;For me getting a present is a little awkward. All I like to do is give presents. For me, It is like 10 times better than getting presents. But if your so inclined to get me a present, I love money or stuff that you have made yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;That is what I am doing this year. I have made Earring Holders, Scrapbook pages and dolls and doll clothes and a random assortment of other stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;So if I love you enough, just plan on getting those things lol:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;4 minutes to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;1. I really really like to be happy:) Being mad just drains me and gives me a head ache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;2. Stomach Ache is not pronounced Stomacha-cha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;3. Woods cross has NO good looking guys.... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;4. Guys that are shorter than me when they are in High School are really sad to look at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;5. I still have about two minutes to kill.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;6. Baby its cold outside!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;7. Driving in the snow is stressful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;8. I'm Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Love ya!&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/7776424309308413949-8927730407420779168?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/8927730407420779168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=8927730407420779168' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8927730407420779168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/8927730407420779168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2008/12/ten-minutes-to-kill.html' title='Ten Minutes To Kill'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-9170398595733201499</id><published>2008-12-08T12:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:41:08.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!! A Collection of What is Going On in My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well I know you all are wondering why I am posting at 1 p.m. but here is the low down. I had the WORST 24 hour flu bug I have ever had! That is why I am not at school cause I don't think that they would appreciate me coming and getting them sick. No matter how much they love me;). So watch out, and don't worry, I didn't hold any babies yesterday at the baby blessing. Oh &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I found out that I am allergic to Eggs.... shocker to me since I love eggs... its kinda sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I threw up at least 5 times last night and man I wanted someone to just shoot me and get it over with. Again... Watch out. :(.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Okay, enough with the bad things and in with the new:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;To start off, I have decided to give away something that I corner the market on for a Christmas Present for all those that I wont be able to give one too. ( I know that was a run on sentence.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Lucky You! You get my beloved Apple Cake Recipe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;So here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;2 Cups Sugar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;1/2 Cup Butter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;2 Eggs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;2 Cups Flour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;2 Teaspoon Baking Soda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;1/2 Teaspoon Nutmeg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;4 Cups Shredded Apples (Processor works great!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;1/2 Cups Raisins (Optional but I strongly suggest it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;1 Cup Nuts (Optional) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;1 Teaspoon Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;2 Teaspoon Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Combine like you would a cake &amp;amp; bake in greased 9x13 pan at 350˚ for 30-45 Minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Sauce:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;1 Cup Butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;2 Cups Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;1/2 Cup Evaporated Milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;1/2 Cup Sweetened Condensed Milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;1 Teaspoon Vanilla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Heat all but Vanilla on stove top for 10-15 minutes. Make sure it doesn't boil. Stir constantly till thickens. Add vanilla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Do Not Boil! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Pour over individual pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;And Enjoy!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;This is by far my favorite cake that I have ever had and if you know me well, I am not a cake person. If you have any questions please call me. 801-294-7557.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Another exciting thing that is happening in my life is this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/ST2JPqHEJXI/AAAAAAAAAfo/QHGiiiORO5w/s1600-h/BlackBerryKickStart4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/ST2JPqHEJXI/AAAAAAAAAfo/QHGiiiORO5w/s400/BlackBerryKickStart4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277525240443053426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/ST2JPc8effI/AAAAAAAAAfg/SP-VG4wzfIY/s1600-h/blackberry-kickstart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/ST2JPc8effI/AAAAAAAAAfg/SP-VG4wzfIY/s400/blackberry-kickstart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277525236908981746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/ST2JO822QkI/AAAAAAAAAfY/L_lx3Ch93ro/s1600-h/blackberry-8220-combo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/ST2JO822QkI/AAAAAAAAAfY/L_lx3Ch93ro/s400/blackberry-8220-combo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277525228295438914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/ST2JOqSWF4I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/-b-hUHhvwLk/s1600-h/blackberry-8220-3q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 321px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/ST2JOqSWF4I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/-b-hUHhvwLk/s400/blackberry-8220-3q.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277525223310497666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/ST2JOa1-vNI/AAAAAAAAAfI/eQtDdXtomqY/s1600-h/blackberry-8220-3q-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/ST2JOa1-vNI/AAAAAAAAAfI/eQtDdXtomqY/s400/blackberry-8220-3q-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277525219164994770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Yes, I am getting a new phone! And not just a new phone but a new BlackBerry phone! I have been forever converted to BlackBerry and I am pretty sure that I wont go back! I haven't had a phone in over 2 months due to the tightening of money in my house. But now I am getting on my dads company plan and I am getting a new phone as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;***I would like to say something due to my father. He is one of the greatest men I have ever known. He always comes through and always does the best for my family. I love him so much.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Not only am I getting a new BlackBerry,  but I am getting a new plan and a new phone number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;So once I have that I will make sure to send out a mass text to everyone giving them my new number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;The downside is that I have to wait till Christmas to get it. But I am sure that I can wait:)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An Upside to being completely sick and horrid this morning was that I got over it and when I looked out the window, IT WAS FINALLY SNOWING! I have been waiting all November and all this month for some snow and it is here now:).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am definitely a Winter Girl. Anything to do with December is my thing:) Not just because of Christmas or my birthday, but the feeling of just pure joy that fills me every time I hear a Christmas song on the radio or sing a carol with my family. It has been snowing since 9 this morning and now at the current moment it is 2:30 P.M. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have fun driving;) (He he he he - devilish laugh).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Last Minute Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;1. Technology is growing as fast as we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;2. Water is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;3. Take about 2 Tylenol after you are sure that you are done throwing up your guts cause you will be sore after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;4. Take time to think about everyone and everything that helps you through the day and give thanks for it in your prayers. Health is a big one cause being sick is the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;5. Love yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/7776424309308413949-9170398595733201499?l=andiebonze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/feeds/9170398595733201499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7776424309308413949&amp;postID=9170398595733201499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/9170398595733201499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7776424309308413949/posts/default/9170398595733201499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andiebonze.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-collection-of-what-is.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!! A Collection of What is Going On in My Life'/><author><name>Andie Bonze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05853494834739338020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_NG481N7e12Q/SHI-N1A9nwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WD4xTv8yucs/S220/672447a2642525783b887666316l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/ST2JPqHEJXI/AAAAAAAAAfo/QHGiiiORO5w/s72-c/BlackBerryKickStart4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7776424309308413949.post-3379477746479860089</id><published>2008-11-30T19:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T11:36:44.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:Christmas Has Officially Thrown Up All Over Us:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Well its that time of year again!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;I cant tell you how very excited I am for this Christmas Season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;It is the best time in the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;So here are some pictures that show that yes, we are not an exception to the Christmas bonanza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;of boxes and decorations that are being exploded in our house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt; sure you guys feel it to as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt; Christmas has definitely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;vomited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt; on us! Its okay though!:) I love the decorations and the little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Santa figures and the snowflakes and the snowmen and the penguins and the MUSIC! I finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt; have an excuse to play Christmas Music! It is my favorite by far, and they are the easier ones to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;sing too!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/STNmgNTyp2I/AAAAAAAAAe4/g3KBufhG0XQ/s1600-h/CIMG9801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274672292095502178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/STNmgNTyp2I/AAAAAAAAAe4/g3KBufhG0XQ/s400/CIMG9801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NG481N7e12Q/STNmfW8T3PI/AAAAAAAAAew/8HWt5BJ6Osc/s1600-h/CIMG9802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274672277501500658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; 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