<?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-1528038145023664617</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:37:33.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Pandemonium!</title><subtitle type='html'>The random thoughts and rambles of a teenage writer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-8813584321447600218</id><published>2008-01-13T12:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T12:45:58.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Showtunes + Roadtrip = HEEHEE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pwBrOJkCk-w&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pwBrOJkCk-w&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1528038145023664617-8813584321447600218?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8813584321447600218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=8813584321447600218' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/8813584321447600218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/8813584321447600218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/showtunes-roadtrip-heehee.html' title='Showtunes + Roadtrip = HEEHEE!!'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-813198457843191332</id><published>2007-11-27T20:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T21:04:43.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/R0zaxN3feiI/AAAAAAAAACU/AvJ8j-FuD7M/s1600-h/bartokwtf.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137721813993749026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/R0zaxN3feiI/AAAAAAAAACU/AvJ8j-FuD7M/s400/bartokwtf.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A couple things young children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;One, I am like OMG! because they think they might have found the bodies of Anastasia and Alexei Romanov which has always been one of my favorite history mysteries ever. I'm so excited that they might have actually found them and laid everyone to rest about it all. Although I am kind of sad, I thought I was the Princess Anastasia. Another sad thing, one of my first thoughts was "So you mean the movie wasn't real?" heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ANOTHER THING! OMGZ!!!!!1 On Christmas, "Sweeney Todd" (I know it's rated R but bear with me for like two seconds) comes out and it has Jack Sparrow, Bellatrix Black, and Severus Snape in it! AHH! My life is complete!!! I saw the commercial and started laughing out loud because Snape (I know his name is Alan Rickman but I prefer to call him Snape) was wearing this funny Parliment wig and looked so stupid! HA! He plays the bad guy. Poor Snape, always the bad guy. Heehee, and Jack sings. SINGS! I think Bella makes a cake as well. Hilarious. Even with the graphic, bloody violence. I have a feeling I'm not going to get to see it but I had fun laughing at the commercial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Quote of the Week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"OMG! THE MOVIE WAS ALL A LIE!" ~Me, on finding that Anastasia and Alexei were found.&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/1528038145023664617-813198457843191332?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/813198457843191332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=813198457843191332' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/813198457843191332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/813198457843191332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/couple-things-young-children.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/R0zaxN3feiI/AAAAAAAAACU/AvJ8j-FuD7M/s72-c/bartokwtf.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-530505375393533602</id><published>2007-11-20T18:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:10:09.348-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE other BATTLE OF HOGWARTS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/R0fAOt3fehI/AAAAAAAAACE/4Qt6kXauJIY/s1600-h/000kkhqf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136285259102386706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/R0fAOt3fehI/AAAAAAAAACE/4Qt6kXauJIY/s400/000kkhqf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Part 2 in the Claw Series...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Last week (or whenever), we left our heros and others leaving the security of Ravenclaw common room with its many blue couches and book cases to go to the Hogwarts grounds to fight the evil Jimmy Jimmy Pa conga line and the evil, vampiric or whatever type of bunnies! The HORROR!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As the Stupid4 flew down the steps they made a stop at the Hufflepuff common room conveniently placed somewhere no one knows because they never mention it in the books. Bekah tapped out the beginning of Hey Jude on the door as a signal to tell her Puffy friends to let them in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Annairb answered the door in a spy-like manner and with twitchy, shifty eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"You called for me young Grasshoppers?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Yes Anna, now cut the crap and let us in, there's a crisis of great proportion going on outside!" Harly screamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Fwine," Annairb said, rolling her eyes and moving back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Stupid4 moved into the common room and were repulsed. Whoever had ever thought that mustard yellow and black went well together clearly needed to be institutionalized. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Rolyat sat on a gigantic, comfy looking black couch reading Twilight (again) and crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Rolyat, stop crying so that we can tell you what's going on," Bekah stated tapping her foot inpatiently on the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"I'm not an overly-emotional Hufflepuff, I swear!" she said, wiping her tears away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Alrighty gang, what's going on?" Anna said in the same voice as that creepy Spanish video I have to watch every single week. (ARGH!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Well, you may or may not have been able to look out a window to see but since we have no idea where your common room is, that's impossible," Mikayla-la started. "You see, there's this conga line..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Doing Jimmy Jimmy Pa..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"And there's these bunnies..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"VAMPIRIC BUNNIES!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Stupid4 hastily explained, blurting in over each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Well, Harly and Bekah can take the bunnies seeing as how, well... you know, their condition..." Poptart said while the rest of the people in the room started scratching the back of their heads. Harly and Bekah nodded and ran off to join the rest in the battle taking place on the grounds. But not before everyone saw their awsome blood red eyes. But that's a WHOLE other story that I may or may not explain at another point in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The rest of the Stupid4 and their Puffy compadres followed suit and went out onto the grounds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What they saw left them dumbstruck. It was utterly terrible! Cheesy, fake, Monty Python style bunnies were running amuck. Deanna had gotten out her awsome axe and was going stab-happy with the cheerful conga liners. Marlie brought out her broom and was chucking bludgers at the bunnies. Snape was throwing probably illegal potions at most everyone and the conga liners just kept on dancing. It was... disturbing... to say the least. Especially since both of the Snape's were laughing quite manically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There was soon a faint rumble, growing louder and louder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"What is that?" Poptart asked, looking around at her compadres to see if they knew. They all just shrugged and started looking for the source of the noise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Suddenly, a stampede of tall, skinny, blonde girls appeared, all in cheerleading uniforms saying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"The Mary-Sues?" asked Anna, very confudled at this whole situation and seriously wondering what this author was smoking as she wrote this fan fiction!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;One of the girls piped up. "Why yes! We are the Mary-Sues, the perfect, smart, popular, athletic, and beautiful characters that inhabit many poorly written stories where the author has no imagination to make a character with flaws. My name is Serenity Flowerpetal Moonshine Alexandra Sunshine Darling." the girl said dazily, twirlling her hair on her finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Okay then," said Rolyat, in her Dumbledore voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"BAD NEWS KIDS!" screamed Anna, running wildly in the other direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Okay, this story is getting way out of hand!" said Super!Snape, flying in and taking authority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Uh, dude, there's blood all over you," said Mikayla-la, kind of disgusted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Oh, yeah, whatever. I think this author needs to finish this story and stop getting sidetracked." he continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then a chourus line danced in!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just Kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Harly and Bekah were able to successfully defeat the vampiric bunnies (with the help of their totally hawt friend, Eddy), Deanna got so mad, she disembodied the Mary-Sues and the conga-liners with her super awsome axe as her friends and family watched in horror (well, except for Caitlin, who thought it was pretty cool and was so proud of her daughter), and peace was restored in the realm of fanfiction!Hogwarts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And that's the last time I'm ever telling you a story.&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/1528038145023664617-530505375393533602?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/530505375393533602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=530505375393533602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/530505375393533602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/530505375393533602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/other-battle-of-hogwarts.html' title='THE other BATTLE OF HOGWARTS!!!!'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/R0fAOt3fehI/AAAAAAAAACE/4Qt6kXauJIY/s72-c/000kkhqf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-7091272445543979253</id><published>2007-11-17T10:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T10:58:42.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Ravenclaw Fan Fiction for Harly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/Rz8drN3fegI/AAAAAAAAAB8/L-SToOuMIEE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133854728519645698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/Rz8drN3fegI/AAAAAAAAAB8/L-SToOuMIEE/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just got back from a Lock-out at my friend's Amelia's church and I didn't go to sleep. At all. Seeing as how I'm delusional and somewhat, strangely hyper, I shall post this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A Ravenclaw House Fan Fiction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;~Dedicated to Harly and all the other Ravenclaws out there that just want some love~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;One day, in the Ravenclaw common room, Harly sat sharpening her knife kit, Poptart was prancing around listening to music and writing uplifting poetry, and Entriken was reading "War and Peace". And G.P. was playing Guitar Hero while eating a cold meatloaf sandwhich but that's not important right now, he just wanted to be in the story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Any who...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As I said, Entriken was reading "War and Peace" and it offered great distraction so that he could think of a way to ask Harly out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Uh Harly, I was wondering if..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"If you ask me out, this goes through your skull." retorted Harly menicingely (sp?) whilst holding a particularly crude and scary looking axe (A gift from her cool Slyth friend Bekah who stole it from "Slytherin Rising"). Let it be said that Entriken backed down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Suddenly, Bekah flew through the secret entrance way that connects the common room to the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Hey, you can't come in here!" said Entriken, trying to be manly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Shut up, I'm a Slytherclaw, of course I can. But that's not important right now, it's... it's..." but the tension was too much for Bekah so Mikayla, who doesn't read Harry Potter but is very Slytherin-ish anyways, had to jump in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"I GIANT CONGA LINE OF CRAZY PEOPLE DOING 'JIMMY JIMMY PA' AND VAMPIRE BUNNIES!" Mikayla-la then fainted dramatically but not without blowing a kiss to Poptart. Poptart shuddered and then screamed and ran for cover. That's when....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;SUPER!SNAPE appeared!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"I'll save you! In the name of..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Justice?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Love?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Chunky Deer Gumbo?" said Nicole, popping out of nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Heavens no," Sevvy-poo said, throwing up a little in his mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"In the name of... LILY!" he cried, flying off to the grounds where the major battle was taking place as Harry fell on the floor, screaming in terror. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then, the Slyth4 (Deanna, Luella, Marlie, and Rianne) pop out of nowhere and join Snapey-pie in the battle. The Stupid4 (Harly, Bekah, Poptart, and Mikayla-la) ran after them while a heartbroken Entriken decided to let out all of his emotions via depressing poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Part 1, The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I guess I will continue this sometime later but I'm hungry and tired. Bye! (If you didn't get half of this, it's because it is mainly composed of inside jokes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;COMING SOON TO REBEKAH'S BLOG NEAR YOU!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;THE other BATTLE OF HOGWARTS!! (Part 2 in this mini series or what not of Ravenclaw house stories)&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/1528038145023664617-7091272445543979253?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7091272445543979253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=7091272445543979253' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/7091272445543979253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/7091272445543979253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/ravenclaw-fan-fiction-for-harly.html' title='A Ravenclaw Fan Fiction for Harly'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/Rz8drN3fegI/AAAAAAAAAB8/L-SToOuMIEE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-9199018729807063872</id><published>2007-11-05T20:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T20:11:45.287-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BUNNIESRAWRAWRAWR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/Ry_NLr6kH1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/NfKuciW2U8E/s1600-h/teacupbunnies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129544101248900946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/Ry_NLr6kH1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/NfKuciW2U8E/s400/teacupbunnies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/Ry_NDr6kH0I/AAAAAAAAABs/TYcsFI2smJE/s1600-h/teacupbunnies.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;"Bunnies aren't just cute like everybody supposes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what's with all the carrots?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do they need such good eyesight for anyway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bunnies, bunnies, it must be bunnies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... or maybe midgets?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Rianne Stormosi (singing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanx to J.L. Matthews and vmorticia13. Heehee, bunnies....&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/1528038145023664617-9199018729807063872?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9199018729807063872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=9199018729807063872' title='96 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/9199018729807063872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/9199018729807063872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/bunniesrawrawrawr.html' title='BUNNIESRAWRAWRAWR!'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/Ry_NLr6kH1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/NfKuciW2U8E/s72-c/teacupbunnies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>96</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-3126842803569636076</id><published>2007-10-28T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T15:42:35.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fan fiction, the fan art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RyTyob6kHzI/AAAAAAAAABk/MTlmLouSHGA/s1600-h/fanfiction,+thefanart.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126489052356550450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RyTyob6kHzI/AAAAAAAAABk/MTlmLouSHGA/s400/fanfiction,+thefanart.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello dear children, I would like to explain something right now. It's something along the lines of "Fanfiction and rock music make Rebekah go crazy." Or something like that. Yes, I have been reading fan fiction and yes, we have paint installed in our computer so, um, I got bored and this happened. Seeing as you're probably wondering "Who are these people?" let me explain. In the top left hand corner, is Lupin and Sirius. Like I said, crazy fan fiction, no comment. On the bottom left hand corner, we see Ol' Voldy getting heart broken and Luci (Lucius) coming to comfort him. Next to Voldypoo, we see a Harry/Ron ship. These ships are only found in exotic countries and are very rare. For a reason. Above them, we see Sevvy-kins with a broken heart and "that Granger girl" coming to comfort HIM. She has always loved him as any fool can see. In the bottom right hand corner, we see Albus/Minerva which is, sadly, now impossible (although it did sort of become impossible when he died but that doesn't count). Above them, we see Snape children (heehee). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;See! I told you I went crazy! You should have seen the first one I made (Harly now has it). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Adeiu young grasshoppers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1528038145023664617-3126842803569636076?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3126842803569636076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=3126842803569636076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/3126842803569636076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/3126842803569636076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/fan-fiction-fan-art.html' title='Fan fiction, the fan art'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RyTyob6kHzI/AAAAAAAAABk/MTlmLouSHGA/s72-c/fanfiction,+thefanart.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-3042975323252839146</id><published>2007-10-21T12:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T12:36:05.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ALAS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As some of you may already know, while JK Rowling was at Carnegie Hall for her book tour, she answered many questions. One of them concerened Dumbledore. Um, you can read it &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071020/ap_on_en_ot/books_harry_potter"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; since it explains it. It's not that long so don't freak out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If I had been drinking something at the time, it would have been across the room. I did scream "ALAS!" and said "Well that explains a lot." though. Think about it, the purple, the high heeled boots. Very frightening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Oh my God, the fan fiction!" ~ J.K. Rowling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1528038145023664617-3042975323252839146?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3042975323252839146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=3042975323252839146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/3042975323252839146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/3042975323252839146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/alas.html' title='ALAS!!!'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-4420676774932334362</id><published>2007-09-02T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:27:14.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>These are real!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The following towns are real. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snapevillage.org.uk/indexfr.html"&gt;Snape, England&lt;/a&gt; in Suffolk. I think I'll move here someday just so I can say "Hello, my name's Rebekah and I'm from Snape!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hell2u.com/"&gt;Hell, Michigan&lt;/a&gt;. This was confirmed by my science teacher who lived close to here when he was younger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surpriseaz.com/"&gt;Surprise, Arizona&lt;/a&gt;. Wouldn't that be great to walk up to someone and when they ask you where you are from say. "SURPRISE! Arizona!" like it's surprising you're from Arizona. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crackpot,_Yorkshire"&gt;Crackpot, England&lt;/a&gt;. Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;heehee, these are awsome. Possibly more to come... I don't know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1528038145023664617-4420676774932334362?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4420676774932334362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=4420676774932334362' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/4420676774932334362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/4420676774932334362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/these-are-real.html' title='These are real!'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-7078052078928345686</id><published>2007-08-21T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T17:10:16.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to let you know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/Rste9rsa2zI/AAAAAAAAABU/B40ANCnvtg4/s1600-h/ico-snamione05.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101275416721283890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/Rste9rsa2zI/AAAAAAAAABU/B40ANCnvtg4/s200/ico-snamione05.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mood: Excited! heeheehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Song: "Famous Last Words" by My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you see me and I start squealing something about "Marlie and Sirius!," "FINALLY," or I start giggling, please ignore me. I just finished reading what is now posted of Slytherin Rising 4: Year of the Cat, and the ending was very squeal-ful. Even if there really wasn't anything major that had to do with Snape going on, it was lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;~*~*Oh, and Snape wanted to say something about his girly patronus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"MY PATRONUS IS NOT GIRLY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Sure it isn't, Sevi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"My. Name. Isn't. SEVI!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-This has been a moment with Sevi-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(Taylor understands my pain of spending waaayyy too much time on the computer. And I've been reading fanfiction the entire time. Quite scary. C;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&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/1528038145023664617-7078052078928345686?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7078052078928345686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=7078052078928345686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/7078052078928345686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/7078052078928345686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-to-let-you-know.html' title='Just to let you know...'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/Rste9rsa2zI/AAAAAAAAABU/B40ANCnvtg4/s72-c/ico-snamione05.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-7849118562576181606</id><published>2007-08-05T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T18:59:58.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Obsession...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RrZkUz6fjcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Mu5CRurIdX8/s1600-h/P4Y0CA9VX4WBCA3NG6FMCAMF9L35CAY02RYZCA2DKRKPCAOK2651CAYQKXE8CACCNOOBCA8AFSG7CAL36H0SCAQ44H9RCA94GR9HCA54X0HPCAXPFVFRCACTTSAECAGGCMWCCAKB768GCA9FWN0TCASXLRHI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095370337112001986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RrZkUz6fjcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Mu5CRurIdX8/s200/P4Y0CA9VX4WBCA3NG6FMCAMF9L35CAY02RYZCA2DKRKPCAOK2651CAYQKXE8CACCNOOBCA8AFSG7CAL36H0SCAQ44H9RCA94GR9HCA54X0HPCAXPFVFRCACTTSAECAGGCMWCCAKB768GCA9FWN0TCASXLRHI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RrZj2j6fjbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IFbqArw2OQ4/s1600-h/slythcrest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095369817420959154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RrZj2j6fjbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IFbqArw2OQ4/s200/slythcrest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, as you can see, I haven't been blogging very much but there is a very good reason why. 2 words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Harry Potter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As you know, unless you live under a rock, the 7th book came out on the 21st of July and of course, I was obsessing right away. Anyone who was on vacation with me that week knows that on the day that I was on the last leg of the book, I was on my bed all day reading and telling everyone to shut up if they talked to me. I'm not saying any spoilers yet (even though you have probably plenty of time to read it... but I'm doing this so that no ones murders me for ruining the story for them) but I think it was one of the best Harry Potter books yet. My favorite is still the 3rd one but the 7th one was a definite tear jearker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But now on to a new but related subject, my new obsession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Harry Potter fan fiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After reading the last Harry Potter book, I felt horrible for a certain prince who just so you know, is my favorite character, and felt no closure what-so-ever so I started my search for a better, for Snape and for my heart, ending to the series. I eventually came across &lt;a href="http://www.harrypotterfanfiction.com/"&gt;harrypotterfanfiction.com&lt;/a&gt; and became officially obsessed. I found stories about how Snape's life SHOULD have gone and much much more. Very coolio. I even started to write some stories of my own but only have up one chapter of one story so more on that later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now on to the biggest part of my new obsession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Slytherin Rising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyone who was over at my house on Friday night knows that I am an official Slytherin and proud of it and so automatically, I started in my search of a fan fic that gave Slyths justice. This is where a certain quiz (found &lt;a href="http://www.spenecial.com/birdsofafeather/sortingquiz.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) came into play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After being told by this quiz what house you belong in, it tells you more about that house (i.e. good points, bad points). When telling me about the good points of Slytherin house, it stated that "Slytherin Rising (the fan fic) makes Slyths look good." Of course, Taylor McDoogal could see what was going to happen right away. In fact, it was probably a good thing that the internet stopped working and we had to go to bed (not that you had anything to do with that I suppose, Taylor...) because if it hadn't, I would have stayed up until I found out what this Slytherin Rising thing was and read it too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So of course, the next day, I was determained (my inner Slyth coming out in me) to find out what this was and why I hadn't found out about it yet. Of course, not knowing that I was doomed for all eternity to read the entire series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Which I found later is 8 books long and still a work in progress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But that didn't stop me from reading the first book in one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now, the moral of this story is... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Don't let Rebekah find out about a collection of stories that is expanding everyday and will take up most of her time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This is a warning to all friends and family, you will not be seeing for a while and I will be writing/reading obsessively. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thank you for your time.&lt;/span&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/1528038145023664617-7849118562576181606?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7849118562576181606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=7849118562576181606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/7849118562576181606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/7849118562576181606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-new-obsession.html' title='My New Obsession...'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RrZkUz6fjcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Mu5CRurIdX8/s72-c/P4Y0CA9VX4WBCA3NG6FMCAMF9L35CAY02RYZCA2DKRKPCAOK2651CAYQKXE8CACCNOOBCA8AFSG7CAL36H0SCAQ44H9RCA94GR9HCA54X0HPCAXPFVFRCACTTSAECAGGCMWCCAKB768GCA9FWN0TCASXLRHI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-7390029086749273410</id><published>2007-07-12T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T05:52:59.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Off To Camp We Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You'll probably notice this week that I won't be posting at all since I'm off to be a Jr. Counselor at the Little Kids camp. It was sort of unexpected since I didn't think I was going to get to go. So now, here I am, writing this at 6 in the morning about to head out. I have to keep backspacing though since I can't type that well before 9 in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;GOODBYE!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1528038145023664617-7390029086749273410?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7390029086749273410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=7390029086749273410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/7390029086749273410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/7390029086749273410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-off-to-camp-we-go.html' title='It&apos;s Off To Camp We Go!'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-5828321014744115978</id><published>2007-07-08T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:01:29.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Old Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, I was browsing some blog and on a link on my mom's blog led me to GP's old blog which led me to my old blog. I just started laughing! I created that thing almost 2 years ago. Here's the link if you are interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pennyhoo-hah.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://pennyhoo-hah.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1528038145023664617-5828321014744115978?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5828321014744115978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=5828321014744115978' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/5828321014744115978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/5828321014744115978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-old-blog.html' title='My Old Blog'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-3069355457905388720</id><published>2007-07-08T16:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T16:29:47.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Group Corkboard!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="426" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/board/board.swf?instanceid=2271681" quality="high"  scale="noscale"  salign="lt" FlashVars="instanceid=2271681" width="426" height="320" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.rockyou.com?type=corkboard&amp;refid=2271681&amp;source=cblogo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_cb_logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="309" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.rockyou.com/board/corkboard-create.php?instanceid=2271681&amp;source=cbaac"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_cb_note.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.rockyou.com/board/corkboard-create.php?refid=2271681&amp;source=cbgyo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_cb_create.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width=0 height=0 style="visibility:hidden;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/counters/dBFII5RbVxUc8nBdc3bMDTvNxh8YPCZT0EgEosybDqrcYmZhRZaOHpWuHDWT7W_6X1_vKE5U6agZtP8QfDYYjN2--BhBkd0AtjTEpr3sRouyCMpE2-BQSunP2McI8u3r.tif" &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1528038145023664617-3069355457905388720?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3069355457905388720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=3069355457905388720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/3069355457905388720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/3069355457905388720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/group-corkboard_08.html' title='Group Corkboard!'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-2206313839083947268</id><published>2007-07-08T13:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:01:54.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Harry Potter Predictions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After reading Trey's blog about his predictions for Harry Potter, I decided to post my own;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:::CAUTION, POSSIBLE SPOILER!!!:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;1. Ron will die. I don't want him to but I think he will. He just seems like the most likely candidate out of the 3 (Harry, Hermione, and Ron) and since two of the main characters will die, I think he will be one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2. Before Ron dies, He and Hermione will hook up officially (I realize that they did already in the last book but I think it will be more apparent in this one and hopefully, they won't fight as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3. Ginny and Harry will hook up too, but not be as close as Ron and Hermione because of all of the Voldemort stuff. But Ginny will help Harry in defeating Voldy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;4. Harry will beat Voldy. But, he'll have help from the following spirits: Daddy and Mommy Potter, Dumbledore, and Sirius. But, the actual defeating of Voldy will be done by Harry. He'll say something heroic like "I need to fight this. This is MY battle." or something along those lines and then our spirit friends will go to the sidelines, ready to attack when needed. Plus, all of Harry live friends will be fighting Death Eaters so Harry will be all alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;5. No Quidditch. I know this was pretty much expected but I really do miss all of the Quidditch games in the old books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;6. Harry will start the book at the Dursley's to tell them he is leaving for good. They'll be the Dursley's and won't mind and that will be the last we see of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;7. After Harry defeats Ol' Voldy, he and his friends, alive and dead, will have a touching moment as Harry lays on the ground, hurt from battle. He'll live, but you won't know that at that time. Either that or he WILL die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1528038145023664617-2206313839083947268?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2206313839083947268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=2206313839083947268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/2206313839083947268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/2206313839083947268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/after-reading-treys-blog-about-his.html' title='My Harry Potter Predictions'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-1171051924209744727</id><published>2007-07-06T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:02:30.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where in the world?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RpAMTHVmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtH9jneIk5E/s1600-h/colossuem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084577501828003394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RpAMTHVmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtH9jneIk5E/s320/colossuem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RpALoHVmtjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/I5sFtVvdnco/s1600-h/venice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084576763093628466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RpALoHVmtjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/I5sFtVvdnco/s320/venice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;If you could go anywhere in the world for however long you want, where would you go? Right now, if I had to just pack my bags now, I would go to Italy and if I had to pick one town, it would be between Venice or Rome. What about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1528038145023664617-1171051924209744727?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1171051924209744727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=1171051924209744727' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/1171051924209744727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/1171051924209744727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/where-in-world.html' title='Where in the world?'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RpAMTHVmtkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtH9jneIk5E/s72-c/colossuem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-3669528327618881280</id><published>2007-07-06T20:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T20:28:20.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fondue Pics!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border-collapse:collapse;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=76117089&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="319" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:0px;background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot.gif?w=SS&amp;d=113CF&amp;c=1&amp;id=7611708&amp;auto=1&amp;=.gif"&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=76117089"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="right"&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=76117089&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_create.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=76117089"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_view.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width=0 height=0 style="visibility:hidden;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/counters/dBFII5RbVxUc8nBdc3bMDTvNxh8YPCZT0EgEosybDqqFKc0yrgGWYBNHmAop0RR6lIL5xl5TWwZXyffeaypHNM2bENsB8TEqgSD8fDkYltM=.tif" &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1528038145023664617-3669528327618881280?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3669528327618881280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=3669528327618881280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/3669528327618881280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/3669528327618881280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/fondue-pics.html' title='Fondue Pics!!!'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-2278562651091238326</id><published>2007-07-06T20:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:02:44.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fondue!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/counters/dBFII5RbVxUc8nBdc3bMDTvNxh8YPCZT0EgEosybDqpUYrjYUXmu-8qaexMwyrl2TuugyVUnTJBjB_RNX0kOdWvo2MtOcMrfbePqlT8jq5E=.tif" width="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Recently, I acquired my grandmother's vintage, unused fondue pot from the 70's. The forks were still sealed in their little plastic sleeves. OMG, soooo cute! So tonight, we made some really good and creamy chocolate fondue and we dipped vanilla cake, blueberries, marshmallows, pretzels, and cookies into it. It was UBER-Yummy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&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/1528038145023664617-2278562651091238326?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2278562651091238326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=2278562651091238326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/2278562651091238326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/2278562651091238326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/fondue_06.html' title='Fondue!!!'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528038145023664617.post-5378374518292451171</id><published>2007-07-06T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:02:55.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RpAQwXVmtmI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ucGgD-oIVAc/s1600-h/pretty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084582402385688162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RpAQwXVmtmI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ucGgD-oIVAc/s200/pretty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RpAQUnVmtlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/U2cd8IOxbl8/s1600-h/pretty.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello again everybody! My mom convinced me to have another blog since everyone was blogging again so here it is! TA-DA!!!! But now that school is out I don't have a ton to talk to you about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I guess I need to blog another time when I have stuff to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bye-Bye Now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1528038145023664617-5378374518292451171?l=rlmsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5378374518292451171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1528038145023664617&amp;postID=5378374518292451171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/5378374518292451171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528038145023664617/posts/default/5378374518292451171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rlmsblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again!!!'/><author><name>Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497380897805496011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff286/liza_white/merlinspantsahh.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RmaxipUax1M/RpAQwXVmtmI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ucGgD-oIVAc/s72-c/pretty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
