<?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-184022972315900462</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:21:18.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iianardo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-4931496340616330494</id><published>2010-06-10T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:43:46.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Times flies when you're not very hairy.</title><content type='html'>Soo basically today (Well not just today) i realised that i am not very hairy at alll....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I barely have any armpit hair :s You see for me this is a problem because i dream of one day having the most awesome beard a man could grow and even though it may very well be ginger, i will still be a proud wearer of such a beard and will look after it more than i look after my entire body/life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah baldness aside, TIME HAS FLOWN PAST! I was planning on making a video the following week after my last one buttttt its been almost 3 weeks and it only feels like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of my time has been taken up by the band, we just played the first chunk of a little tour. It was originally a week and a half long but some people couldn't get time off work so we had to spread it out over weekends, The first weekend was the one that just past AND IT WAS FUCKING AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dudes we are touring with (A band called "&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/kerouacuk"&gt;kerouac&lt;/a&gt;") are awesome guys and are soo much fun. On the sunday when we played basingstoke we broke into an abandoned building before the show because the venue was in the middle of a industrial estate that had quite a few borded up buildings, some how we just went on a frenzy and started smashing everything up :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a video i made out of some of the stuff i filmed. &lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OJpNj81jKz8&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OJpNj81jKz8&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all kicks off again this saturday through to tuesday, I can't fucking wait, i'm literally sitting around waiting for it to come round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i really, REALLY needed this band. It happened just at the right moment alot of shit was going on and this just washed it all away, i don't think the other guys in the bad will ever read this, but if you do, thank you for letting me in you will never know how much this has changed me. x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Who ever texted me last time i posted on here can you text me again saying who you are because i don't have you number saved on my phone and i wanna know who it was because really appreciated the thought x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-4931496340616330494?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/4931496340616330494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=4931496340616330494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/4931496340616330494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/4931496340616330494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2010/06/times-flies-when-youre-not-very-hairy.html' title='Times flies when you&apos;re not very hairy.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-7644224699417708189</id><published>2010-05-23T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T19:21:55.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time, no speak/write.</title><content type='html'>I have not written a blog on here for ages because i was going to just use tumblr but it turns out tumblr has evolved past blogging into (For me) an image viewing site, i use it to look at art and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anywho some people may know that during the past year or so i have been trying to write/sing my own acoustic music and since i have started writing, it's completely opened a whole new side of me, its completely mental it's like a flood gate. The reason that i have started blogging again is because i have written soo much shit down that my drawrs are overflowing with scribbled pieces of paper and even after all that shit i'm still constantly thinking about stuff, over analysing everything, judging things and experiencing things it just doesn't stop, the more i write about stuff the more my mind wonders about shit that doesn't need wondering about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be spending time on the net before i go to bed, so it makes sense to write stuff down on here, tis a good place to store shit. Not real shit. It would prove difficult to store real shit on here. Ok bad joke. Not a joke. Play on words. If i was playing on a huge climbing frame spelling out the word "words" would it be a play on words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry had a brain fart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think people will find/read/care about this anyway so its pure benefits for me (Fishing for comments to see if this still appears in anyones blog feed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sooo fucking hard having attractive friends, don't get me wrong i love them, they are my bro's but how am i ever going to fucking meet a girl when everywhere i go girls just fucking druel over my friends. Its soo fucking horrible being in the shadow of those guys.&lt;br /&gt;I used to try and act more confident hopeing that would help but nothing really does. If he is the quiet one, that is the night when the girl is attracted to the quiet one and if he is drunk and confident, thats the night when the girl likes confidence on a man.&lt;br /&gt;This is where i say i wish the world wasn't so shallow but thats such a cliche and we are all quilty of being shallow, i just wish i could sit down and talk to some people for a couple of hours when i first meet them. This way i feel i have more of a chance of getting their attetion and getting to know them. If not i am going to be lonely for a long time, which was never a problem for me until recently when everyone else around me is soo content with being involved in a warm, loving, comfortable relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I've not even had a warm, comfortable, loving hug for year's i swear. You know the kind that im talking about, the hug that just feels soo comfortable and embracing that you don't want to let go, ever. The kind of hug where it only seems natural to follow with a kiss. I've forgotten what it feels like to have someones lips press against mine.&lt;br /&gt;Infact i'm quite scared at the thought of it happening in the future, i'm soo out of practice, it feels like its been soo long that the whole "Kissing" exchange could be different like the no contact sex thing in "Demolition man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds mental but since all my mates got girlfriends/partners they focus alot of their attention on them which has just added to everything, this overwheling sense of abandonment. This isn't about attention, its companionship, humans need companionship to stay sane and mine is declining everyday to the point where writing shit down has now become very satisfying, its kinda like having a converstaion with myself haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh this is soo long, i will never read this back, i will look and be like ohhhh thats too long to read. I'm looking forward to reading this in the future when the people around me/my situation has changed, to see if what i'm saying is actually the reason for how i feel or if its something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read all of that.....I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-7644224699417708189?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/7644224699417708189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=7644224699417708189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7644224699417708189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7644224699417708189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2010/05/long-time-no-speakwrite.html' title='Long time, no speak/write.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-4379160390181040325</id><published>2009-04-21T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:23:07.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wierdest/best night everr.</title><content type='html'>Ok the following events are all 100% true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friend elsie decided that we were going to go on a trip to London for dinner and hangouts, it was an amazing plan.&lt;br /&gt;We drove to Boston Manor and parked to get the tube into covent garden, elsie showed me her flat she used to live in and we wondered around for a while soaking in the sun and loud noises from the street performers of covent garden.&lt;br /&gt;We then decided to go to south-bank and ended up sitting on a bench talking until the sun went down and all the lights came on and we both agreed on not liking the green light on big ben it clashes with the traditional architecture.&lt;br /&gt;When it started to get cold we decided to go into wagamama's for dinner, that was amazing as always ^____^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we had to get the tube back to the car before we missed the last one, as we got back to the car, Elsie wanted to drive back into central and drive about because the lights in central london are beautiful. As we were driving we pulled upside a Mercedes driver and we both waved at him (If you been driving with me in my car you know the rules)&lt;br /&gt;This guy didn't wave back so i thought to myself:&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna follow this guy"&lt;br /&gt;SO i asked elsie if she was cool with that and she was like "Lets doo this shit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the epic journey began.&lt;br /&gt;We literally followed this guys for about 1:45 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Changing lanes when he did in and out lol.&lt;br /&gt;When we got to traffic lights behind him we pulled down the sun blockers to cover our faces.&lt;br /&gt;He was getting very paranoid. ( Who wouldn't)&lt;br /&gt;At one point he was soo scared he pulled off a main road and pulled into space outside a house but he left his head lights on, so we were like "This definitely isn't his house"&lt;br /&gt;So we turned around at the end of then road so he was in our headlights, then he started driving towards us and we panicked, i was sweating tbh i quickly did a 3 point turned pulled around the corner, turned my lights off and waited for him to come around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually he did and i turned my lights on and began to follow him again.&lt;br /&gt;We got around the corner onto a motorway and him being a Mercedes driver put his foot down and poor little kenny couldn't keep up :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a look around and we didnt have a clue where we were, we had been driving for about 1 hour 45 mins and we had driven under various tunnels on and many different roads, eventually we came across a sign saying we had just left kent so we had left london gone to kent and now we were going out the other side.&lt;br /&gt;At this point is was about 4 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following this mass stalking which was strangly very enjoyable and one of the funniest things i have ever done in my life we decided ot make our way home (If we could)&lt;br /&gt;As we got onto the m25 we saw a tourist sign to a castle and instantly we both were like "Lets go to the castle"&lt;br /&gt;^___^ i LOVE instant mutual agreements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled off the M25 to go to this castle, which was 24 miles away lol.&lt;br /&gt;But eventually after a million bendy country roads filled with fog and conversations of serial killers climbing into our boot, and what we would do in that situation, we came across the castle grounds which were locked up :(&lt;br /&gt;Whilst we were pulling out of the castle grounds we saw a sign to Brighton and we looked at each other and we were both puzzled about how the hell we ended up anywhere near Brighton from london lol.&lt;br /&gt;So that being the only familiar name on the road signs we followed.&lt;br /&gt;Another long journey filled with conversation, service station stops and driving around roundabouts the wrong way because we could (Scariest thing i have ever done)&lt;br /&gt;We ended up in a place called lewes which Elsie knew well and said&lt;br /&gt;"OMG there is a castle here"&lt;br /&gt;So naturally we pulled over and continued our journey by foot but again the castle was closed but this time for construction.&lt;br /&gt;Disappointing we got back into the car and continued on our journey to brighton.&lt;br /&gt;As we arrived in brighton we were very dissapointed at the fact that the lights on the pier where turned off :( we drove around for a bit and on our way out of brighton there was a stranger trying to thumb down cars, i just drove past not thinking twice to pick him him but as i got down the road, i put myself in his situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitchhiking would definitely be a last resort and tons of people just drove past him, i was in that situation a couple of months ago when my car broke down and i know people are kinda scared of hitchhikers but he could have been there for hours in the freezing cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then whilst i was thinking this, Elsie turned around and said she felt bad leaving him there, so we turned around, locked our doors and pulled up along side this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out he was Austrian and he was on holiday in Brighton.&lt;br /&gt;All his friends had left him and he had no idea where he was and he had been trying to get a ride for 5 HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;He told us where he lived and we had no clue what so ever because we are not form brighton.&lt;br /&gt;We said we would take him to the nearest station and get directions from there.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out he was staying in peacehaven which would have taken him about4 or 5 hours to walk to so again me and elsie looked at each other and we both knew we were gunna take him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this crazy drunk 19 year old Austrian guy called Phil hoped in the back of my car.&lt;br /&gt;As we were driving him back to his hostel, we told him about our night soo far about london and following that car, getting lost and the castles and he was like "OHHHHH you guys are crazy"&lt;br /&gt;At this point he was probaly shitting himself thinking&lt;br /&gt;"OMG i got into a car filled with psycho's"&lt;br /&gt;We managed to find his hostel pretty easy it was just near the sea front.&lt;br /&gt;After we dropped him off, we found an amazing parking spot on top of a cliff over looking the sea and the sun started coming up, so we decided t watch it rise over the sea ^____^&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;After this i was definitely tired and we decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;On the way we decided to visit arundel castle but that was also closed.&lt;br /&gt;So we just went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eventually got home about 9 o'clock and as soon i put my head down i passed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5:00 and it seemed like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing it was missing was a person who i know would have loved it even more than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the lenght of this but i had to write it down so i never forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-4379160390181040325?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/4379160390181040325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=4379160390181040325' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/4379160390181040325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/4379160390181040325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2009/04/wierdestbest-night-everr.html' title='wierdest/best night everr.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-620532507848606647</id><published>2009-02-25T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:00:56.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today me.</title><content type='html'>I feel weird today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually by now my body would be craving food but im not hungry in the slightest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sat at work drinking a cup of tea which seems to be an effort to drink, usually i would happily swig it down and then make another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont even find it amusing that the coaster is sticking to the mug every time i pick the cup up to take a swig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda just sat here not hot, not cold.&lt;br /&gt;A completely neutral temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even getting wound up by the customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two people just came of one of the squash court and one said to the other.&lt;br /&gt;"You used to play better when you were an alcoholic"&lt;br /&gt;I would have usually pissed my self laughing, but i couldn't even force out a smile, i just took their money and slumped back don into this worn chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing reminding me that this isn't a dream is my smell.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't washed for a few days now, i would just put on some deodorant to temporarily cover up the smell, but i left my bag containing my deodorant and my Nintendo DS at a Macdonald's in Basingstoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will probably never see them again and i honestly don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if thats just today me or just general me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so i just stole some deodorant from the cupboard, I'm not usually one for stealing but free stuff is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i smell good i can settle for today being a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means I'm sleeping in a warm and comfy bed somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that thought.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-620532507848606647?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/620532507848606647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=620532507848606647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/620532507848606647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/620532507848606647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-me.html' title='Today me.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-8676234504227413985</id><published>2009-02-24T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:20:32.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All is going shit.</title><content type='html'>Great, my house mate just told me he HATES me and if we weren't living in this house together he would never talk to me again and completely erase me from his life.&lt;br /&gt;Definately was bad timess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going.&lt;br /&gt;Ive been packing my stuff all day, i got nowhere to move to but im gunna call around some friends.&lt;br /&gt;I cant stay here any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still have to pay rent on this house soo i need somewhere for free.&lt;br /&gt;This place has never really felt like home anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm haha another crazy adventure in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i will find somewhere in the next couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard living in the same house with someone who hates you, i don't wanna leave my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i haven't written in soo long.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-8676234504227413985?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/8676234504227413985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=8676234504227413985' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/8676234504227413985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/8676234504227413985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-is-going-shit.html' title='All is going shit.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-3946365581195438989</id><published>2009-02-08T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:58:50.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGRY ANGRY ANGRY.</title><content type='html'>At least i know who i am and have got enough balls to do what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;You are him and he is you.&lt;br /&gt;Aesthetically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;You speak the same.&lt;br /&gt;You share the same lust.&lt;br /&gt;Your addiction is the same.&lt;br /&gt;Your programmed mindset is a huge weight on society, hence the bad name that burdens all students and youths alike.&lt;br /&gt;You choose to perpetuate the negative stereotype of students.&lt;br /&gt;You choose a life that is not your own.&lt;br /&gt;You choose to walk your life in someone else's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;You may as well not exist, there are a million "yous", and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;That girl doesn't want to have sex with you, she doesn't either and neither does she.&lt;br /&gt;Stop looking upon women as fucking disposable sex toys for you to get your dick wet with.&lt;br /&gt;Get some fucking self respect, step into your own shoes and do what you want to do and not what is expected of you.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more to life than blurry, forgotten nights having meaningless sex with nameless people.&lt;br /&gt;Love life in its purest forms - Natural beauty, love, culture and friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez I fucking hate some people.&lt;br /&gt;I hate kebab houses, where people ask "Are you seriously wearing that? Or is it dress up night?"&lt;br /&gt;Cunts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-3946365581195438989?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/3946365581195438989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=3946365581195438989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/3946365581195438989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/3946365581195438989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2009/02/angry-angry-angry.html' title='ANGRY ANGRY ANGRY.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-6505923601603940370</id><published>2009-02-04T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:01:33.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW SOMETHING INTERESTING!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok soo after typing my that blog just now, i decided to do something interesting and go and work on one of my songs ive been writing and i thought i would share it with the people who read this, because i love them ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an instrumental track, sometimes the feeling of a song can speak just as loud as words, sorry about the midi violin i just don't own a real one, and the mix is really rough at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow here we goo, first time i have ever broadcasted my music across the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go here (Its free) -&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ianmilestunes"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;IANS MUSIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-6505923601603940370?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/6505923601603940370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=6505923601603940370' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6505923601603940370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6505923601603940370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow-something-interesting.html' title='WOW SOMETHING INTERESTING!!!'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-4988360602744128675</id><published>2009-02-04T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:05:34.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish i had something interesting to write about.</title><content type='html'>I haven't written a blog for ages, its because i never have anything to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past couple of days i have just been numb laying in bed, doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;All ive had is the little things that get me through the day, which i usually tweet if  its that interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow was good, i enjoyed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have been better if i had someone to enjoy it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though im starting to treat my video camera like a friend, i don't know if this is good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying sooo hard to make myself believe i have an imaginary friend because that would be aweeeesoooooommmmmeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is watch drop dead fred to prove this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran out of cheese just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad timess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this blog you are awesome and i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember to give me a hug next time you see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-4988360602744128675?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/4988360602744128675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=4988360602744128675' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/4988360602744128675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/4988360602744128675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-wish-i-had-something-interesting-to.html' title='I wish i had something interesting to write about.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-5504709880824971015</id><published>2009-01-25T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T07:15:35.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need lessons in organisation ( yeah thats right, with an s stupid spell check)</title><content type='html'>OK so my original plan for this weekend was that i was going rounds sophies, who was going to drive me, jade and dale to daves to stay there on Friday night, and we had a hostel booked for Saturday night in Liverpool because sophie had an audition for a university early sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;And then she was going to drive us all back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the first half of the plan went according to plan we got to daves fine we stayed the on Friday night, and hung out all day on sat which was sweet, but them i received an e-mail from one of my band mates saying " dude, don't forget the photoshoot tomorrow".&lt;br /&gt;I shat my pants because i forgot that we had a band promo shoot at 12 and practice at 7.&lt;br /&gt;So very swiftly i had to organise a way back to winchester, which sucked because i think i left sophie to stay in a room by herself :( sorry sophie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey back consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a lift to derby coach station.&lt;br /&gt;Getting a coach from derby to London Victoria at 3am.&lt;br /&gt;Walking over to Victoria station and waiting for about 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Jumping on a train from Victoria there to Epsom.&lt;br /&gt;Catching a taxi from Epsom to sophies house.&lt;br /&gt;Getting in my car and driving from sophies to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The travel cost me:&lt;br /&gt;£5.10 - Coach.&lt;br /&gt;£5.40 - Train.&lt;br /&gt;£10.00- Taxi.&lt;br /&gt;£10.00 -Petrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THATS £30.50 ALL TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder i always run out of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So any way i got home about 11ish and called the guys to see where im meeting them, and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;The photo shoot was canceled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired.&lt;br /&gt;Im going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Bad times. x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-5504709880824971015?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/5504709880824971015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-1194811950230490854</id><published>2009-01-20T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T06:45:06.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 HOURS ON THE SIDE OF A MOTORWAY!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so this weekend i attended the sheffield gathering which was awsome.&lt;br /&gt;But today i am here to talk about what happened to me on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the main chunk of my journey, after dropping off hatti, ivens and sophie, i eagerly continued my journey home down the M3 to get back to southampton because my band were playintg a show at 8 that evening.&lt;br /&gt;About 5 miles before Fleet service station Kenny (My car) started pulling over to the right, i thought i was just tired and imagining things but then kenny started wobbling and i decided to pull over.&lt;br /&gt;The wobbling was happeneing because i completly burst my tyre, it was a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SXXjHBhngeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/n8W-j_e-k_o/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SXXjHBhngeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/n8W-j_e-k_o/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293386646851912162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SXXjU0FMOdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/PH11lDDhwVE/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SXXjU0FMOdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/PH11lDDhwVE/s320/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293386883761191378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point i looked at my phone to call some one buti had NO CREDIT and my battery was in the red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily after about 30 mins one of my band mates called me to see where i was and he said that they were gunna play without me but then he will head out onto the M3 to find me. I said that i was past fleet services, then the battery ran out. I was hoping he heard what i said before it ran out.&lt;br /&gt;I sat in my car playing on my DS, until about 30 mins later when the highway maintenence told me to not sit in my car and wait outside till my friends arrives.&lt;br /&gt;This was annoying because it was FREEEZING out sideee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i stood still while minutes past, the minutes turned to half hours and then to hours.&lt;br /&gt;I had to keep my self warm i spent alot of time jogging on the spot, practicing my dance moves and screaming at the top of my voice because i was in the middle of nowhere and the bridge i was under echoed alot, that was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;Im fairly good at keeping myself entertained soo the hours passed by quite swiftly.&lt;br /&gt;At this point myu battery on my car ran out because my hazzard lights were on for soo long, and i didnt have a clue if bidds was coming or not because it has been soo long, also at this point it started getting reallly cold, i was starting to get realllly worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Hours later highway maintenence return and say if i dont move soon they are gunna charge me lots of money to have me removed and i said noo, i have a friend on his way ( Even though it only take an hour to get from southampton to fleet.)&lt;br /&gt;The guy let me use his phone and i called bids to see where he was.&lt;br /&gt;On the other end of the line he said he had returned home :( because he drove up and down the M3 between southampton and fleet 3 times and didnt see me.&lt;br /&gt;I said to him that i was after fleet services, but we misunderstood each other, and he though i meant i had driven past fleet services and i was past there from londond way, where as i meant the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;So he left again from his house in guilford and was there in like 30 mins, It was amazing to have some company after such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;We called the AA from his phone and used his member ship card so we didnt have to pay, well that what we thought.&lt;br /&gt;The AA guy arrived after 1hour and a half and said that i was definately not covered on bidd's  card, but he was nice and said he would drive us to the nearest service station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the service station signed some papers ate a macdonalds and decided to leave the car there and drive back to bidds house because it was like 3.30 in the morning and we would see to the car in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;It cost £8 to park there for 24 hours, but they give you back a £2 voucher for food in the service station :s it really annoyed me because i would much rather pay just £6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all happened on Monday night/ Tuesday morning, and Poor kenny is still stood in the service station waiting for me to rescue him.&lt;br /&gt;Today i got new tyres which cost me £45 :( im going up there tonight to put them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think i will be able to post my challeneges video until tomorow now because i have been trying to fix my car all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love x x x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-1194811950230490854?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/1194811950230490854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=1194811950230490854' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/1194811950230490854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/1194811950230490854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2009/01/7-hours-on-side-of-motorway.html' title='7 HOURS ON THE SIDE OF A MOTORWAY!!'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SXXjHBhngeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/n8W-j_e-k_o/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-7673541042814030302</id><published>2009-01-12T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:02:44.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IRELAND!</title><content type='html'>OK so some of you may know that i went to Ireland this weekend, which appears to have been a very good decision ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started of very badly because, my band were playing a show on the night of my flight, so i turned up to play the show knowing i had to be out of there by 8.30.&lt;br /&gt;Its turns out that the band which were providing the back line had broken down in their tour van, so i had to just leave without playing otherwise i would have missed my flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the airport with 1 minute to spare, they nearly shut the gate in my face, but i just sweet talked them ^__^ ( First time thats ever worked )&lt;br /&gt;When i got to Ireland, the plan was that tom was going to phone me at 11.15, which didn't happen. I was stuck in the airport for about 2 hours wondering if i was going to be sleeping there, eventually i found an internet point that worked and THANK THE LORD FOR TWITTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and if you read this thank you to the people who got hold of tom for me. (Hatti &lt;3 , Doug &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that tom couldn't ring me if i didn't have credit on my phone because we were in a different country.&lt;br /&gt;But i managed to find my way to the city centre where i stumbled across 3 very drunk people by the names of Dave, Tom and drunken Stephen sat in burger king looking as though they had just given up on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some very loud street walking from Stephen we found ourselves back at the hostel, which again was very loud and stephen like ^__^ we ate some pizza, bread and a little bit of pasta, ohh and if your tom, lot of stolen cheap rice krispies.&lt;br /&gt;I Lots of towel whipping.&lt;br /&gt;Comes to trying to sleep and Stephen is on the phone to various people, so i threw a shoe at his face and managed to chip his tooth.&lt;br /&gt;I meann a shoe feel from the ceiling .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early wake as usual with these gathering malarkey's to shower before hand, time ticked on and it came to us being kicked out of our room by the cleaners, we left in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;In soo much of a hurry that 30 mins later i realised i left my wallet in the hostel.&lt;br /&gt;Upon my return, my wallet was returned.&lt;br /&gt;But i was shocked to find that all my money had been removed from my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;They said that none of the staff had taken it when the guy behind the counter could not even look me in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;He said we must have left the door open this morning and somebody must have snuck in and grabbed it. He tried to brush it off by saying&lt;br /&gt;"ohh it happens all the time"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ok well if it happens all the time, why would any one come here EVER??&lt;br /&gt;Great thing to tell your customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo after this, we head towards the gathering, and it had every quality of a good gathering, the slight awkwardness, the fan girls and the handing over of gifts.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from it was PISSING IT DOWN WITH RAIN AND IRELAND IS THE WINDIEST PLACE ON EARTH. I had a very fun time meeting new people Karla is AWESOME and katy was really nice and kameron, omg it would take forever to name everyone, but yeah i met some amazing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this we went home to stephens house where his lovely parents welcomed us in to their home and offered us food, which was very much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;We Then slept, and woke up mega early for a secret top mission secret that none of you guys can know about :)&lt;br /&gt;But you will find out sooon enough.&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;In the famous words of tom milsoms t-shirt:&lt;br /&gt;"Cliff hangers are....."&lt;br /&gt;Love y'allllll&lt;br /&gt;xXx ^__^ xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-7673541042814030302?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/7673541042814030302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=7673541042814030302' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7673541042814030302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7673541042814030302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2009/01/ireland.html' title='IRELAND!'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-6187782454320073132</id><published>2009-01-07T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:39:36.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The movie name into porn title game.</title><content type='html'>Me and hatti on skype :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SWVYv_nm4qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dmV0iThxnFo/s1600-h/sdf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SWVYv_nm4qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dmV0iThxnFo/s320/sdf.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288730918971171490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best game eveer  .Why is this all underlined hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Im dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-6187782454320073132?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/6187782454320073132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=6187782454320073132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6187782454320073132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6187782454320073132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie-name-into-pron-title-game.html' title='The movie name into porn title game.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SWVYv_nm4qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dmV0iThxnFo/s72-c/sdf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-2774162647269993487</id><published>2009-01-04T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:48:24.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There are some amazing people out there.</title><content type='html'>Something a little crazy just happened to me and i am gunna share this with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall give you some background info to start off with. I once tried out for a band which went really well, but unfortunately my other band just started to take off (slightly) so i said the tryout band that i had to focus on my main band and i quit that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when i moved to winchester, the guitarist from this band is working behind the till in my local shop, we start chatting and i forgot how nice he was, now every time i go to the shops we have a nice little chat about some day making the greatest hardcore band ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now onto the story.&lt;br /&gt;I was at home yesterday and i have no food what so ever my cupboards are empty, on top of this i have no money what so ever, i am minus in my account, i have less money that a homeless person.&lt;br /&gt;At this point i hadn't eaten since the previous day and was mega hungry to the extent of having stomach pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get together 82p from finding 1p and 2p coins around the house.&lt;br /&gt;So i took this over the shop to get some pasta.&lt;br /&gt;This guy from the tryout band was working behind the till, and when i was paying for my pasta with my pennies, he asked:&lt;br /&gt;"Are you seriously that skint" to which i replied&lt;br /&gt;"yes"&lt;br /&gt;Then i left the shop and halfway down the road he ran out of the shop and shouted my name.&lt;br /&gt;I though he was calling me back because he thought i had been shop lifting.&lt;br /&gt;But i got back and he said.&lt;br /&gt;"Look ian if you really are the low on funds, come into the shop get a couple of days worth of food and i will sort it out for you."&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was joking, but he was deadly serious.&lt;br /&gt;So i went back into the shop and i didn't wanna take the piss and just got some bread some pasta and some milk.&lt;br /&gt;He got angry with me and said:&lt;br /&gt;" Look ian don't feel bad, get a couple of days worth"&lt;br /&gt;then he put like 2 cans of beans, some cheese, a bag of chips, some sweetcorn and some apples in my basket and took me to the checkout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paying for all of that for me, he said&lt;br /&gt;"Please dont hesitate to ask if you need anything else, im here nearly everynnight bro."&lt;br /&gt;I said thank you and walked home with a huge smile on my face, trying to workout what just happened.&lt;br /&gt;When i got home i was unloading the shopping in the kitchen and as i was digging through the bag, not only was there a shit load of food, he put a £10 note in the bottom of the bag that he didn't even mention.&lt;br /&gt;This actually brought a tear to my eye.&lt;br /&gt;What a fucking legend.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I just looked over into the corner of my room and saw my Yoshi teddy and all i could see was its eyes and it scared the shit out of me hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love&lt;br /&gt;-Ian xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-2774162647269993487?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/2774162647269993487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=2774162647269993487' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/2774162647269993487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/2774162647269993487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-are-some-amazing-people-out-there.html' title='There are some amazing people out there.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-104524165983128592</id><published>2008-12-27T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:04:46.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad timesss.</title><content type='html'>At a party...... its 7 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;The sun is coming up.&lt;br /&gt;hmm and due my apparent lack of confidence i am sat by myself while everybody has paired up and gone to different bedrooms :(&lt;br /&gt;Tis wierd a bit like a swingers party but everybody is fucked up on crazy shit, it seems as though girls are only attracted to guys who drink lol.&lt;br /&gt;Well im only writting this because i have nothing else to do :( should sleep really but all the beds are taken lolz.&lt;br /&gt;Bad timess.&lt;br /&gt;Something is wrong with this world.&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand why i cant catch the attention of even 1 girl when we are out. Not that im out 'ON THE PULL MAAYYYTTEEE' its just nice to have a little attention, when all your friends have girls dribbling over them.&lt;br /&gt;I guess im just jealous, ohh well.&lt;br /&gt;Peace yalll x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-104524165983128592?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/104524165983128592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=104524165983128592' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/104524165983128592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/104524165983128592'/><link 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feeling so good i just dont care WOOOP WOOOP.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who dont know my parents are divorced so i get two days of christmas, which is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Today i got got:&lt;br /&gt;- OZ season 6 ( wanted it for ages)&lt;br /&gt;- 500 GB external hardrive.&lt;br /&gt;- Korg synthasizer for my DS&lt;br /&gt;- And some dv tapes for my camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorow im going back to my mums for second christmas or even secondmas ohh yeah, im smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not expecting anything in particular but really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your all having an amazing day, and i hope to see yall sooon x&lt;br /&gt;MUCHIO CHRISTMAS LOVEEE x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-2622013901456027490?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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:(&lt;br /&gt;Maby we should have a youtube homeles rally :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am not feeling the Christmas spirit this year for various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;But im looking forward to the new year and have many things that need changing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just leaving to go round my nans and i wont be on the internet for like 3-4 days soo i hope you have an amazing christmass, with lots of amazing presents and endless love.&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEE x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-8037519164886826776?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/8037519164886826776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=8037519164886826776' title='0 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type='text'>gooodddddaaaaaaaaaaaay!!</title><content type='html'>Good day henly brenly bunch gon lunch munch.&lt;br /&gt;I have now been up for 41 mins inthat time i have eaten some protein bars and drank my protein shake and fcking worked out like a tiger.&lt;br /&gt;Nah i kinda just layed in bed then got up and doug cooked me some scrambled egg.&lt;br /&gt;Now i am waiting to my ass down the crazy cathedral where nobody knows where it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie beard is leaning on my shoulder even though last night i tried to kill her with a huge green rubber band and pillows ^__^ and this morning me and doug woke her up by jumpeing on her WOOOP WOOOOOOOP.&lt;br /&gt;Rape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEE x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-8382454016934947106?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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That'd be disgusting and totally unoriginal.&lt;br /&gt;As for me, i am currently located in Dave from Blue skies' house, where we are watching this magician guy, who's name i can't remember because he sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug would like me to inform you that his small penis is coping well with the pressure of performing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, this should stop before it gets exceedingly (insert word here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must dash i have a lovely cup of tea sitting next to me that i am yet to sip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your truely,&lt;br /&gt;Sophie Beard&lt;br /&gt;I mean... Iianardo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-5451318482912608231?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/5451318482912608231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=5451318482912608231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/5451318482912608231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/5451318482912608231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-my-fellow-readers.html' title='Hello my fellow readers,'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-8012996558760710873</id><published>2008-12-14T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:47:47.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What was wrong with me?</title><content type='html'>OK so after work today i returned back to my family home to help put up the Christmas decorations and as i was digging through the shit in the loft, i found all my old school books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well when i say school books i mean the text books i stole from the cupboard in school and used them to get away with drawing in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amongst these books i found a book which appears to be a sort of  thought log, which was full of these fucked up poems.&lt;br /&gt;I was gunna make a video about this but i think the content is too dark for a video :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will share a couple with you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anger is to be treated with a touch of evil.&lt;br /&gt;If not, it is to be torn; torn from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;Torn away from the actual feeling of life.&lt;br /&gt;All turns black&lt;br /&gt;No memory.&lt;br /&gt;No feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Just anger in its rightful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Come back to the usual.&lt;br /&gt;Concentrate on the things that hurt the most.&lt;br /&gt;Provoked thought of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;Normal thoughts ripped away from the face of reality.&lt;br /&gt;The young boy, no hope for that which he desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone,&lt;br /&gt;Thats what your good at.&lt;br /&gt;Please scrape me out of this box which people call life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not here,&lt;br /&gt;the distant face at the end of the hall,&lt;br /&gt;The cold shiver down your neck,&lt;br /&gt;Not much to live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-These are not your thoughts to be thought.&lt;br /&gt;Get out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;Your riddling with my mind and fucking up my life.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could be normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your torment rips down the curtain between you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Sanity and life.&lt;br /&gt;Anything that means everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's back, lurking over my shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel insecure.&lt;br /&gt;What should i do? i cant get to him.&lt;br /&gt;He is not there i just feel his presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo yeah i cant even remember what these are about it was in year 9 i did used to suffer minor rage blackouts, maby thats what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm yeah definitely too dark for a video hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i didn't scare y'alll.&lt;br /&gt; Peace x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-8012996558760710873?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/8012996558760710873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=8012996558760710873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/8012996558760710873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/8012996558760710873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-was-wrong-with-me.html' title='What was wrong with me?'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-3979563121001541200</id><published>2008-12-11T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:32:17.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and recording.</title><content type='html'>Ok soo Christmas is sneaking up on me quickly and i can barely pay the bills soo i apologise to anyone near or dear to me because i cant afford it this year.&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anything in return, maby just a card because with every year that passes Christmas becomes just that little bit more lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But NOO this year is not going to be lonely at all because from Monday onwards i am moving into a part time recording studio to write and record my bands debut album WOOP WOOOP.&lt;br /&gt;We have 3 songs written already but they are still a work in progress.&lt;br /&gt;By new year we would have sent it out to distribution companies and record labels and we plan on touring around march time which sounds SWEEEEEETT.&lt;br /&gt;So i will let people know the dates soo if i come near to you we can hang out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not blogging for a while uni has been hectic and i have been ridiculously addicted to www.iminlikewithyou.com DONT CLICK THAT LINK, YOUR LIFE WILL NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love yall x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-3979563121001541200?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/3979563121001541200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=3979563121001541200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/3979563121001541200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/3979563121001541200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-and-recording.html' title='Christmas and recording.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-6351215726112053165</id><published>2008-12-06T15:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:20:58.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMFG THE DEVIL HAS COMMENTED MY PROFILE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/STsItb5juDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FcfEpOKIxYM/s1600-h/DEVIL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/STsItb5juDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FcfEpOKIxYM/s320/DEVIL.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276820965070977074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCARY TIMESSS.&lt;br /&gt;^__^ x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-6351215726112053165?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/6351215726112053165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=6351215726112053165' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6351215726112053165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6351215726112053165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/12/omfg-devil-has-commented-my-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/STsItb5juDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FcfEpOKIxYM/s72-c/DEVIL.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-6103229143361582573</id><published>2008-11-29T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T01:43:30.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEE Its toooe early :(</title><content type='html'>Omg its like 9.20 and me tom and mhazz just got up to head of for the gathering :)&lt;br /&gt;EEEEE Im proper excited.&lt;br /&gt;(Gathering song loops in head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that tom was snoring all night and mhazz  kept twitching the whole time, it was hard to sleep lol, cant wait to see everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and i haven't posted a blog since i been featured, so THANKS to ll my new subscribers (if any of you read this) its been amazing, its crazy, if you told me last week that i would have this many today i would have been like "NO WAY....OMG NO WAY MANNNN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its happened and its made me happpy wooop wooooop.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL.&lt;br /&gt;If your gunna be ta the gathering.&lt;br /&gt;SEEE YA THERE BLAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-6103229143361582573?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/6103229143361582573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=6103229143361582573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6103229143361582573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6103229143361582573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/11/eeee-its-toooe-early.html' title='EEEE Its toooe early :('/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-7968669474702894379</id><published>2008-11-25T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T05:16:25.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN UNI</title><content type='html'>Ok so im at uni in the media suit because i woke up for my lecture and when i arrived here there is nobody around again....&lt;br /&gt;This keeps happeneing to me, it is veryy annoying i could have stayed in bed :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDD.......I HIT 500 SUBSCRIBERSSS EEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;Im sooo stoked, this is such a huge step :)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you soo much to everybody that has helped me out, especially tom, who plugged me on his channel numeral times lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and i promised tom i would apply for partner when i hit 500 soo i have, but im pretty sure i wont get it, i will re-apply when im at 750 me thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i applied it popped up and said something like:&lt;br /&gt;You are unlikely to gain partnership judged on you stats, would you like continue anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously i clicked yes lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is looking very tight for this weekend but im pretty sure i can pull it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and if any of my new subscriber read this, THANK YOUUUU &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;xXx ^__^ xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-7968669474702894379?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/7968669474702894379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=7968669474702894379' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7968669474702894379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7968669474702894379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/11/damn-uni.html' title='DAMN UNI'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-8710436419849523259</id><published>2008-11-24T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:23:41.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOWZERSS</title><content type='html'>OK so you alll probaly know about my new video by now, and im just amazed at how much feedback i have got, its crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got like 91 comments atm moment :o that nearly 100, and it pretty much got like 1,00 views in like two days, which is also insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, i am going to the advent gathering in London this weekend and i am really excited about it, especially hostelling it up again, its been soo long, i got a good feeling about this weeekend and i just cant wait EEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now i must take my uni camera back for it might be over due and i dont have enough money to pay the fine  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave when we do our adventure it is going to be sweet, even if it is not until next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Love Love x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-8710436419849523259?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/8710436419849523259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=8710436419849523259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/8710436419849523259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/8710436419849523259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/11/wowzerss.html' title='WOWZERSS'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-1851287547640156530</id><published>2008-11-13T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:10:40.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This made my day.</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHA&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SRyU9DWVm9I/AAAAAAAAADw/CejWGYw3PF8/s1600-h/funny.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HA this is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was posted on one of my video's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SRyW77TKLCI/AAAAAAAAAEA/553nEaoG-gg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268251620391136290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 64px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SRyW77TKLCI/AAAAAAAAAEA/553nEaoG-gg/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which i replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SRyXTrBCUUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Qx9OW2_q89U/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268252028337017154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 54px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SRyXTrBCUUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Qx9OW2_q89U/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the outcome:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SRyVIW3RFAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0RPMTqmgmUo/s1600-h/funny.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268249634925515778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 40px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SRyVIW3RFAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0RPMTqmgmUo/s320/funny.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha never thought i was wierd enough to scare people off.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-1851287547640156530?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/1851287547640156530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=1851287547640156530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/1851287547640156530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/1851287547640156530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-made-my-day.html' title='This made my day.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SRyW77TKLCI/AAAAAAAAAEA/553nEaoG-gg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-2795365317169194467</id><published>2008-11-11T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T17:18:43.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOOOO</title><content type='html'>I have been lying to myself for the past couple of months telling myself that im practically inlove with somebody, when i have just come to the realisation that i have have been on 'The Rebound' for the past year of my life and have been in denial thus misplacing my feelings onto the next cute girl that happened to come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethings are best left alone i know, but we were good together, and i spent some of the best years of my life with you, please never forget me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you will probaly never read this but some things are better off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;I just cant stop thinking about everything we had done together in those near on 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;If at the beggining of those years i was to know that it was all to end soo abruptly i would have backed out and said :&lt;br /&gt;'Hey! why do this? why do this if we are to split, to not speak, to be broken and to have the memories of every moment we shared tarnished by the thought of you with another guy'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i was over you but i guess im not, this is judged by the fact that in my lecture today i thought i saw your reflection in the window, you were in your la 'retraite uniform, waving.&lt;br /&gt;I started to shake and my eyes started watering, the people in my group were asking me if i was alright.&lt;br /&gt;I had to leave the lecture and go to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what came over me, but in that split second that i thought i saw you, an abundance of memories poured into my head.&lt;br /&gt;Countless hours spent Waiting for you sat on that tiny little bit of grass outside La 'retraite thinking 'She is taking her time' getting funny looks from all the other student coming out from lessons. Sazzles :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do, im supposed to be working but im drained, my head hurts and nothing i can do seems sort my head out, ive always been told i have a one track mind, i guess they have always been right.&lt;br /&gt;I have always told my self i would never get upset over girls.&lt;br /&gt;I have always been naive.&lt;br /&gt;You are more than a girl, you are my memories for the past 4 years good or bad, you are the person i am deeply inlove with, you are mybest freind, you are the creator of the person i am now and you are my pole to lean on when i am feeling down, where are you now??&lt;br /&gt;Who am i suppossed to lean on now??&lt;br /&gt;Im too weak to support myself and you know that because you know me better than anyone in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i can look forward to everyday is sleep, because there we still seem to be together, happy as ever, like nothing had changed.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to do any work now sleep sounds good....&lt;br /&gt;I will see you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-2795365317169194467?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/2795365317169194467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=2795365317169194467' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/2795365317169194467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/2795365317169194467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/11/soooo.html' title='SOOOO'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-7797746630866247323</id><published>2008-11-11T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:55:31.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SRobXStqczI/AAAAAAAAADo/rIOuVeZDOYk/s1600-h/Mhazz.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267552801137521458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SRobXStqczI/AAAAAAAAADo/rIOuVeZDOYk/s320/Mhazz.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where were you mhazzz :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-7797746630866247323?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/7797746630866247323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=7797746630866247323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7797746630866247323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7797746630866247323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/11/lolz.html' title='LOLZ'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SRobXStqczI/AAAAAAAAADo/rIOuVeZDOYk/s72-c/Mhazz.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-7432818089250839724</id><published>2008-11-11T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T04:42:44.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU EVERYONE!!!</title><content type='html'>Just a quicky to say thank you to everybody who came to my party over the weekend, i had a great time and it was amazing to see everyone again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It crazy that people would travell from soo far away to come and party with me  WOOOP WOOOOP which means you all are brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and sorry for getting annoyed at sleepy time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in the learning cafe because i did have a lecture at 12 but they moved it to 1 GRRRRRR i could have slept for another hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know where it is you can picture me sat here typing this message in that big glass box room thingy hehe. BAI x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-7432818089250839724?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/7432818089250839724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=7432818089250839724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7432818089250839724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7432818089250839724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you-everyone.html' title='THANK YOU EVERYONE!!!'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-9194993039860944694</id><published>2008-11-04T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:40:15.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBAMAMAMAMAMAMA</title><content type='html'>OMg its mega late its 4.40 at the moment and obama just WON THE ELECTION EEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me, dave, edd, todd, lucy, ginger chris and dale are sat waiting on his speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think i am gunna go to my lecture at 9 tomorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM WAYY TO EXCITEDD AND MY PARTY THIS WEEKEND OMG CAN THINGS GET ANYBETTER AHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love everybody :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ian x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SOO HAPPPY. WOOOP WOOOOOP. xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-9194993039860944694?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/9194993039860944694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=9194993039860944694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/9194993039860944694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/9194993039860944694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/11/obamamamamamama.html' title='OBAMAMAMAMAMAMA'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-4724681166967847323</id><published>2008-11-04T05:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T05:07:47.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOOAAHHH</title><content type='html'>Omg my hard days work video has got  666  views :s&lt;br /&gt;I think the devil likes this video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-4724681166967847323?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/4724681166967847323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=4724681166967847323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/4724681166967847323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/4724681166967847323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/11/woooaahhh.html' title='WOOOAAHHH'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-4913064481509836015</id><published>2008-10-29T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:58:13.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Times turn to quick</title><content type='html'>Just a second ago i was immensly happy thinking life is good at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Then bam a huge rock of fuck just hit me on the head now all i can think about is locking myself in my room and hiding under my duvet.&lt;br /&gt;I think i have been pushing one side of myself away to appear ebullient all the time but the truth is all humans hurt everynow and then, its no use trying to hide it or it will fuck you up.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is i care for someone more than i should which is lacking fairly in return, and find myself in a situation which i cannot help but just sit and wonder why the fuck cant things go my way, i dont think i am usually selfish, but i want this, i want it all to myself, i will never have it, i just need to learn to accept this.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the hardest thing.&lt;br /&gt;Accepting the fact that i will never have that happiness of holding her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any body reads this there is no need to gossip because it really isnt who you think it is, i have just realised i cant keep pushing it away and i had to write it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for going all shit but it has to be done.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-4913064481509836015?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/4913064481509836015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=4913064481509836015' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/4913064481509836015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/4913064481509836015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/10/times-turn-to-quick.html' title='Times turn to quick'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-7251860552155372059</id><published>2008-10-27T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:10:01.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello im sat next to alex.</title><content type='html'>He is my flat mate, most of you will see him on the 8th, he says hi ^__^.&lt;br /&gt;I had a pretty amazing weekend, and i managed to spend atleast 7 hours on blog t.v. with drew and georgie,  it was mucho fun :)&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially going to the fright night on friday at thorpe park, would be amazing to see people there if they wanna dance with zombiessss and chainsaw people, i gotta goo though, because we have been sat in this cafe for far tooo long.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is ok miss you loads, and dave is was shit that you wernt there this weekend but mine will be a bash hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;BYYYEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-7251860552155372059?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/7251860552155372059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=7251860552155372059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7251860552155372059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7251860552155372059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-im-sat-next-to-alex.html' title='Hello im sat next to alex.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-190147302228338707</id><published>2008-10-09T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T09:53:34.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Realisation</title><content type='html'>I have just realised that one of my mates from uni is more of a friend than i thought, we just had a chat and he helped me out mentally, if that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;This made me happy he was going to go home but he took time out of his day to hear me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised how ridiculous it is that for a relationship between two people to go beyond the status of "friends" there has to be some sort of sexual activity, and if this doesnt happen in a certain amount of time you will always be stuck in that friend zone.&lt;br /&gt;I watched lost in translation last night and was completly entranced by the beauty of the relation between the two main characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such beauty does not exsist in reality, thats why i like movies soo much.&lt;br /&gt;I think i need to grow up and stop trying to escape through false realities such as film.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-190147302228338707?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/190147302228338707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=190147302228338707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/190147302228338707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/190147302228338707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/10/realisation.html' title='Realisation'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-1150802534948395097</id><published>2008-10-06T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T06:12:35.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidence.</title><content type='html'>Ok so i am currently at uni, and as i have been walking around seeing different people and watching how they act around each other, and i asked myself;&lt;br /&gt;Why are people physically attracted to confidence when in my experience the confident ones are the sleazy, sleep arounds with absolutly no morals or self control.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.......&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-1150802534948395097?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/1150802534948395097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=1150802534948395097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/184022972315900462-5324813481583879011?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/5324813481583879011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=5324813481583879011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/5324813481583879011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/5324813481583879011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg-what-hell-happened.html' title='OMG what the hell happened??'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SOkeaT54UqI/AAAAAAAAADA/Q_5CuFCSoyU/s72-c/sub2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-6254501539402875386</id><published>2008-10-03T14:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:30:28.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>Today i got series 5 of oz which i have wanted for sooooo long im super stoked and i am gunna sit down and watch them all tonight lol, then i wake up to go to LDN and hang out with some of the coolest kids in town ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am uploading a video about a monopoly board game i bought today for £2 :s&lt;br /&gt;crazzzy timess foooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really upset that im not gunna see the guys that are going to dublin, i miss them :( but soon i will WOOP WOOOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on the computors at uni, and they have locked me in because i am uploading somethign and refused to leave, and they were like&lt;br /&gt;" Ok we will ahve to lock you in, incase of emergency, use the fire exit"&lt;br /&gt;lol WEEEEEEEEEEEEE ALL OVER MY PANTSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leather glove box mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-6254501539402875386?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/6254501539402875386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-3105809226272848686</id><published>2008-10-01T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T05:58:06.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni is confusing.</title><content type='html'>So i am back for my second year at uni, i thought i was suppossed to start next week but apparently i started on monday so i missed my first 2 lectures :( bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished writing my song today i have rented out a sony pd170 with wide angle lense with its tripod to make the video ^__^.&lt;br /&gt;I should be shooting it over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news i watched a really good documentry today called "Recollecting tibet" you guys should check it out.&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-3105809226272848686?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/3105809226272848686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=3105809226272848686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/3105809226272848686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/3105809226272848686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/10/uni-is-confusing.html' title='Uni is confusing.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-1808838349452124109</id><published>2008-09-26T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T17:31:12.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE EARS</title><content type='html'>I got the worse ear ache i have ever had, i didnt even know they could feel like this, the whole right side of my head hurts, and i cant even smile because it hurts to much, this is just depressing :(&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home and eat some chocolate and play on mario.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to get away from home again, i need to go somewhere, somebody invite me to their house please.&lt;br /&gt;I need something wierd and beautiful to happen to me so i can side track from life and go on a massive hunt, where there are no worries other than finding the end to the adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Why cant life be like it is in studio ghibli movies.&lt;br /&gt;That would make me a happy man.&lt;br /&gt;Guess im just a lonely dreamer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-1808838349452124109?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/1808838349452124109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=1808838349452124109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/1808838349452124109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/1808838349452124109'/><link rel='alternate' 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cant guarentee that you will enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;We played in the new cross inn, in new cross lol and it was fantastic, we went down pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;We got rid of alll our cd's WOOOP WOOOOP.&lt;br /&gt;Then on the way home we decided to go to the re-opening of our local alternative night club unit and had mucho fun in ridiculous dance circles hehe.&lt;br /&gt;We had to bust 'the dig'  DIG - STAMP - THROW AWAY, its a three step dance one of the nest around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah i got back to quite a few comments on my new video and i cant reply because damn maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;BASTARDSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUCHO LOVE PEEPS.&lt;br /&gt;xXx ^_^ xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-6487430000756896281?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-4678463818296885609</id><published>2008-09-24T06:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T06:28:41.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARRRGGGGHHH damn youtube.</title><content type='html'>OK so i made a video last night, and i thought i would take a nice trip down to uni and upload it, but NOOOOOO the computor rooms shuts at 9, which is fine because i knew that, i still went and arrived at 9.15,  to my suprise the room was still open soo i took my place at a computor and began to upload a video, 35 minutes later security come in and throw me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty annoyed because i would have thought they woudlnt have minded waiting a few minutes for this video to upload.&lt;br /&gt;So now i really wanted to get this video online, so i drove 30 minutes to get back to my house in romsey ( the whole time my petrol was in the red because i cant afford more petrol.)&lt;br /&gt;I got there and started to upload it on my brothers computor.&lt;br /&gt;I sat down in the front room and watched a couple of episodes of csi which was plesant.&lt;br /&gt;But guess what.&lt;br /&gt;2HOURS LATER THE VIDEO STILL HASNT UPLOADED ARRRGGGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum threw me out of the house because she wanted to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super angry, i drove back to winchester, worrying the whole time about braking down due to lack of fuel, thinking over and over again about how i just drove for almost an hour in total, and wasted what little petrol i had for no reason what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i played on mario for a bit and slept, i woke up and now i am trying again, it has been 45 minutes soo far.&lt;br /&gt;Please work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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youtube.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-1725030884433653099</id><published>2008-09-24T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T05:56:51.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Away for farr to longg.</title><content type='html'>OK so HIII.I have been away for ages because i don't have internet.But i thought this weekend was to amazing to not post a blog just saying thankyou to everyone,and that i love all of you, i had a brilliant weekend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to explain.Yes i did gatecrash the mystery package thingy with tom (WOOOP WOOOOP) and i am very glad that i did, we got to take advantage of a few once in a life time opportunities.I got to gear up and jump off a 12ft ( roughly according to dave) balcony thingy into a artificial sea, where we had to swim over to a life craft and wait for the artificial helicopter in a simulated stormy night.I also got to drive a very high tech simulator which the RLNI use to train their staff.Charlie crashed it hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But then again so did i hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, johnny, tom and dave managed to be the only people alive on Saturday night, the whole place was empty which was sooo much fun because there was a piano a guitar and lots of board games, and plenty of exploring eeeee and way to much sugar. I do believe that there is a video with the evidence of this night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day dave from 'blue pies' and tom decided to come back to my place for pizza and point blank hahahaha goood times, ohh and dave if your reading this i did very hard and only failed 4 games. I know its hard to believe but i did it, alex is my witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway if your reading this youve probaly already read daves and toms soo im just gunna say i am making a video about my new dog which will be up today, and really i mean this i love everyone that was there over the weekend it was fun :)&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xXx ^__^ xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-1725030884433653099?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/1725030884433653099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=1725030884433653099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/1725030884433653099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/1725030884433653099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/09/awat-for-farr-to-longg.html' title='Away for farr to longg.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-2230896235435175055</id><published>2008-06-30T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T08:18:22.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY!!</title><content type='html'>I try out for a new band EEEEE im welll excited, gotta meet them outside totton asda at 6.30, its gunna be awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-2230896235435175055?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/2230896235435175055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=2230896235435175055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/2230896235435175055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/2230896235435175055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/06/today.html' title='TODAY!!'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-778834772652036228</id><published>2008-06-27T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T17:20:34.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok my my soul just sunk down through the floor, i think its going to stay there for a long time now. An important part of my happiness just grew wings :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hasn't flown away yet, but the possibility is my undoing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this doesn't last for long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-778834772652036228?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/778834772652036228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=778834772652036228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/778834772652036228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/778834772652036228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok-my-my-soul-just-sunk-down-through.html' title=''/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-6026122768001718983</id><published>2008-06-22T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:48:13.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times :D</title><content type='html'>I had an awesome weekend with some amazing friends :) every time i see them we get closer and closer and it makes me happy to know that this is going to continue.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think any of them will know how happy it makes me to find such a close group of friends like this, and be apart of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to bond with certain people even more. I got to spend more time with barry which was one of my main goals of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish a few certain people were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although it kills me to think about the distance between us, it makes me the happiest person alive to know that everyday that passes bring me closer to the next time we meet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you read this i love you xXx ^__^ xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-6026122768001718983?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/6026122768001718983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=6026122768001718983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6026122768001718983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6026122768001718983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-times-d.html' title='Good times :D'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-5517762741123627796</id><published>2008-06-20T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:01:26.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOO HEYY</title><content type='html'>Arrrgghhhhh, i am soooo tired, i haven't had proper rest since last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so here is a day by day list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- Tomorrow i move out of my halls so i spent all day going to and from my parents home moving my junk. Got to the evening and had a great end of yea party thing at the railway, didn't finish until ridiculously late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - I had to get up fairly early after a long night to carry on moving all my stuff out and handed in my keys, as soon as i got back to my parents house i had to get ready for my bands last ever gig, it was a house show and was sooo freaaking awesome, i had to drive all my mates home and didn't get home till the sun came uup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - I had to get up early AGAIN to go round my nans house to doo some gardening for her in order to earn some money. I didn't get home till about at which point i went out skateboarding with some mates and came to the conclusion that we were giong to go to Brighton the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - I had to wake up at 7.30 to make sure i got ready and picked up my mates early enough for me to get to game exchange on time to get a cash deal. Then travelled to Brighton.&lt;br /&gt;This was a time for me to relax we sat on the beach until we were sun burnt throwing rocks at cans :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - ARRGGHH to day i forgot i had work soo i had to get up i the morning and rush al the way back home ( about 2 hour journey) and i just made it to work on time, worked till 9 during which my fru=iends called me and asked if i wanted to go to london to party it up, to which i replied "yes". so i was in a rush to finish at work and then smoe dumb ass picky smashe dthe window with a football GGRRR  i managed to sort that out, and get going srtaight to london from work with my mates had a party at some random club, and drove home reallly late, the sun was coming up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - I had to get up for work. it was horrible. I got home and had to start unpacking my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so im bored with typing and if anyone is reading this i am sure they are bored of reading it soo, i will just say now, i am going to london tomorrow to meet up with some mates and we are staying in a hostel there, soo i see this as my reward for a hectic week :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and this is kind of an explanation as to why i haven't been on youtube for sooo long, i only just unpacked my computer :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;Also i got rid of my banner its taken me this long to realise how pretentious it was lol. x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-5517762741123627796?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/5517762741123627796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-8561424150232543789</id><published>2008-06-12T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T23:39:34.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to stop doing this, it is currently 7.37 and i am still awake, i am moving home on Saturday so all of tomorrow i will be moving stuff which isn't going to be fun :( dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tooo poor to write anything else :( x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-8561424150232543789?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/8561424150232543789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-6410929209609965639</id><published>2008-06-10T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:02:06.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am currently playing hide the spoons for annies birthday :D its fun. x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-6410929209609965639?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/6410929209609965639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=6410929209609965639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6410929209609965639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6410929209609965639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-currently-playing-hide-spoons-for.html' title=''/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-2589228344859208822</id><published>2008-06-10T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T07:31:03.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My car had its M.O.T today i hope i didn't fail, i don't have enough money to pay for another one :(&lt;br /&gt;Just about to put some stuff on ebay to get some money soo i can go to 8/8/8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It such a nice day outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me happy :D x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-2589228344859208822?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/2589228344859208822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=2589228344859208822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/2589228344859208822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/2589228344859208822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-car-had-its-m.html' title=''/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-6747293404663457511</id><published>2008-06-08T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:24:16.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somebody asked me how i was earlier and i replied "splendid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the word splendid, i shall use it more from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-5439513278318500285</id><published>2008-06-08T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T09:48:43.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i am tired due to no sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up playing rock band till 4 am and then i found a hidden skate park in winchester and skated it till the sun was fully up this morning and played in the play park for a bit,  i sat on the swing staring into the sky for about 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i made visit to the local services and sat in the massage chair for 5 minutes and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home i came across a car boot sale this was at about 7.30. I stopped to look around, ended up buying The Beatles "golden years" LP vinyl for £1 how awesome is that ^__^ it made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to sleep, didn't get very far and then ate some pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who needs sleep anyway. x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-5439513278318500285?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/5439513278318500285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=5439513278318500285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/5439513278318500285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/5439513278318500285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-i-am-tired-due-to-no-sleep-last.html' title=''/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-7027648316485313981</id><published>2008-06-06T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:48:48.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was awesome :D I had a reallly good skate i will defiantly go to Milton keynes again, it made me happy, even if there was mega traffic on the way which resulted in the journey taking 4 hours :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SEn0Xl-39aI/AAAAAAAAACA/H4DlhzFp6d4/s1600-h/MONTAGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SEn0Xl-39aI/AAAAAAAAACA/H4DlhzFp6d4/s320/MONTAGE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208963130200683938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SEnynwt1joI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EE93pj8ahWM/s1600-h/MONTAGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SEnynwt1joI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EE93pj8ahWM/s320/MONTAGE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208961208936664706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made a small, messy montage of some of my favorite pictures from my week in Glasgow.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-7027648316485313981?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/7027648316485313981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=7027648316485313981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7027648316485313981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7027648316485313981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-was-awesome-d-i-had-reallly-good.html' title=''/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SEn0Xl-39aI/AAAAAAAAACA/H4DlhzFp6d4/s72-c/MONTAGE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-6628015196096615756</id><published>2008-06-06T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T03:12:48.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soo hey, im completely dead i stayed up till 6 am this morning trying to edit my new video lol , i dunno why it took soo long, and i just woke up, its 11 am and im going for a skate today in milton quays with tosh, little tosh, matt, and dan.&lt;br /&gt;Should be awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-6628015196096615756?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/6628015196096615756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=6628015196096615756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6628015196096615756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/6628015196096615756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/06/soo-hey-im-completely-dead-i-stayed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-7224395582858793749</id><published>2008-06-05T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T05:25:10.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He is still a legend even when he is dying.</title><content type='html'>I went round to my nans house again yesterday to have dinner, and to say hello to grandad he was just laying there in the same spot staring out the window. I tried talking to him but there was no reply and suddenly out of nowhere he says in his mumbly voice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohh look there's somebody out side"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned round and looked out the window there was nobody there turned to face granddad and said&lt;br /&gt;"There is nobody there grandad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said "Noo look up there on top of that roof ( he was referring to the shed)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked and again there was nothing there so i asked him what this guys looked like and he replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dont know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both stooped talking the room was filled with silence as he was staring out the window.&lt;br /&gt;Then out of nowhere he softly said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ohh look he's floating around now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked again and yet again there was nothing, I asked him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"where abouts is this guys floating" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" hes just floating, floating, floating. He's gone now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best conversations in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-7224395582858793749?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/feeds/7224395582858793749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=184022972315900462&amp;postID=7224395582858793749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7224395582858793749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184022972315900462/posts/default/7224395582858793749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iianardo.blogspot.com/2008/06/he-is-still-legend-even-when-he-is.html' title='He is still a legend even when he is dying.'/><author><name>iianardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12776747058391069325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SNo6MvdHqOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ivhIYy3PUPE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-7252176724988859931</id><published>2008-06-04T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T06:08:43.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a nice long 10 hour sleep last night, but it was awfully lonely :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-7252176724988859931?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SEYCc-y8cmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZKEGNPF1Erg/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SEYB9-y8clI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qInqY8mGXeY/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207852183440880210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SEYB9-y8clI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qInqY8mGXeY/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SEYBqOy8ckI/AAAAAAAAAAo/M9sk12EIudg/s1600-h/CNV00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207851844138463810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SEYBqOy8ckI/AAAAAAAAAAo/M9sk12EIudg/s320/CNV00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SEYA2uy8chI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/uGhE7agnTas/s1600-h/CNV00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207850959375200786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SEYA2uy8chI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/uGhE7agnTas/s320/CNV00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These people have made the past week of my life the best yet :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Ian x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/184022972315900462-7950871818348266156?l=iianardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jNzJ5OA9lhM/SEYCxOy8cnI/AAAAAAAAABA/yBrC9SGxpWc/s72-c/DSC_0241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184022972315900462.post-173071316245080143</id><published>2008-06-03T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:38:11.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW I HAVE A BLOG</title><content type='html'>Today i have created my blog :D WOOP WOOOP.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome.&lt;br /&gt;Soo ive had some thoughts on my mind, and today on my flight home from glasgow i put my pen to paper and didnt stop soo here is what i wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems this is the best place for me to gather my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Right now i am at peace with everything.&lt;br /&gt;I have escaped from the crowded, claustrophobic sounds of the city, and am not towered over by the trees of the country.&lt;br /&gt;Here all i have is an endless sea of blue, the sparse beds of cotton clouds, and a distant view of land, the land in which we live, a huge green field of hate, violence, intimidation and corruption.&lt;br /&gt;Even though this place is my home having such a distance between me and land makes me feel at ease, but sick to death of how we all treat each other, why are people this way?&lt;br /&gt;All i want is to live a peaceful life.&lt;br /&gt;Why is everyone soo consumed with greed to the extent of hurting others around them.&lt;br /&gt;If only i could swallow up the clouds and spew them onto the land.&lt;br /&gt;These clouds contain such inocence and such purity.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that its impossible to hate with such beauty around.&lt;br /&gt;Land is not visible anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not too clever soo i cant spell and my punctuation is shit i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love&lt;br /&gt;-Ian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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