<?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-18054096</id><updated>2011-09-27T02:36:20.499-07:00</updated><category term='sleepy at work'/><title type='text'>Benibo is more than a name! It is a DYNASTY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-1569532634079392931</id><published>2009-04-13T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T11:34:47.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Paid It ALL!!</title><content type='html'>I hope everybody's Resurrection Sunday went well. Jesus died on the cross for ME! As a memeber of the dance ministry we ministered again yesterday. Here is that vid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="576" height="324" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/634349037656" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/634349037656" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="576" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-1569532634079392931?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/1569532634079392931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=1569532634079392931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/1569532634079392931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/1569532634079392931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2009/04/jesus-paid-it-all.html' title='Jesus Paid It ALL!!'/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-1821280547388250900</id><published>2009-03-20T18:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:02:46.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Love Like Jesus</title><content type='html'>I got into a great conversation about church with a co-worker. I was saying u notice how first ladies are always a little spunky and the pastor after they've had the mike for a while, like to lean juuusst a little closer to them to let them know, alright u been going and going and going lol, somehow that got us into the conversation of Love. And how I feel like PEOPLE are messing up the church and that modern day christians that like to pass judgment about everylittle thing are like the pharises (sp?) of the bible and that Jesus came along and showed people that the law means nothing if ur heart is coal. He taught people how to love truly love, he accepted mistakes, not that he condoned or even encouraged, but accepted them as that mistakes, my bads per se and said ok i love u sin no more. U know? I try to live my life like that. Some call me too forgiving, but the Bible says as much as within your control, live peaceably with all man. In order to live peaceably you gotta forgive and you gotta LOVE. There is this cantankerous woman here that picks a fight when no one is fighting with her. She should read that verse over and over, cuz the thing is I'm not bothered, but she's there still talking about DUMB stuff hours later and I've moved on. And I truly believe its because I take that verse to heart, I try to imitate Jesus' love which was PATIIIIIEEENNNTTT. Im not that patient yet, but I am more patient than i EVER thought I'd be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That patience and that inability to hold a grudge--seriously no matter how hard I try has trickled over in my relationships. And not just with Mike, but family, friends, co-workers. My cousin told me that when we were growing up, she hated arguing with me, cuz we would argue each other down-as much as a 5 year old could and then in the next breath be like so weren't we supposed to go to the park. And she'd be like I'm still mad at you, and I'd genuinely be like for what I GENUINELY forgot I was mad. Me and my sister fight like cats and dogs slam our doors then come out and be like u still got those red earrings or be like don't forget about our date night. She's like me there, as Mike says I hold grudges like my hands hold water, it doesn't happen. I think that's why my circle is so tight, those around me hold grudges like that also. Forget why ur mad or whatever--I think that must be why I get soooo angry when I finally do, cuz I get soo hurt, but even then after a while, its like u hurt me? Whatever, what are we doing for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that to say-I'm not a perfect person, DEF not a perfect christian. But I yearn to love like Jesus loved. TRULY LOVED PEOPLE. Not with judgment or thumping the law but loving them despite their sins and inspite of our sinful nature. That's the motive behind his sacrifice right, his TRUE AND PERFECT LOVE FOR MANKIND. More than anything I want to LOVE like Christ and everything else will just fall into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a pharisee (man I'm having issues spelling that word). Even though I'm a lawyer I don't want to be a law-thumper. I don't want my actions to be right but my heart is cold, I'd rather mess up a few times, with the yearning to love full and exploding in my heart. That's the love that JESUS taught.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-1821280547388250900?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/1821280547388250900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=1821280547388250900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/1821280547388250900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/1821280547388250900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-love-like-jesus.html' title='To Love Like Jesus'/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-7538410774087878689</id><published>2009-03-04T14:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T10:59:04.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Years this month</title><content type='html'>I have been with the Love of my Life for three years this month...YIKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How crazy is that. When I started this I was done with my ex, thinking about the dating world and now this. Man time flies! We are taking life a day at a time. Fixing and renovating both of our houses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US in 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://im1.shutterfly.com/media/47b6d927b3127cceced9dbdbce3f00000010O08AatWzhs1aNAe3nww/cC/f%3D0/ps%3D50/r%3D0/rx%3D550/ry%3D400/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 400px;" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/media/47b6d927b3127cceced9dbdbce3f00000010O08AatWzhs1aNAe3nww/cC/f%3D0/ps%3D50/r%3D0/rx%3D550/ry%3D400/" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US NOW!! I lub him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2402/165/10/37521465/n37521465_36530604_4172066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-e.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2402/165/10/37521465/n37521465_36530604_4172066.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-7538410774087878689?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/7538410774087878689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=7538410774087878689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/7538410774087878689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/7538410774087878689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-years-this-month.html' title='3 Years this month'/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-8441209875974923843</id><published>2009-02-27T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T06:47:11.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been too long again. forgive me.  I dance for my church where Dr. Ed Montgomery is my pastor. Enjoy our dances from NYE service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KURT CARR-FOR EVERY MOUNTAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="576" height="324" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/584981989616" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/584981989616" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="576" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARY MARY GETUP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="576" height="324" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/584414935996" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/584414935996" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="576" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAMES FORTUNE- I OWE ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="576" height="324" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/584560673936" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/584560673936" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="576" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-8441209875974923843?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/8441209875974923843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=8441209875974923843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/8441209875974923843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/8441209875974923843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-2458001786197430222</id><published>2009-01-21T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:49:54.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You hear my Tears</title><content type='html'>Below is a poem by my mother--ENJOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAN YOU HEAR THE COLOR OF MY TEARS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poem &lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Gloria Bilaye-Benibo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear my tears?&lt;br /&gt;No, not my cry! But my constant silent tears&lt;br /&gt;The tears of this African woman&lt;br /&gt;Whose children, like you were born &lt;br /&gt;Not on the soil of their father’s native land&lt;br /&gt;But the soil of their father’s educational voyage&lt;br /&gt;Soil brutally scared by the thorns of slavery&lt;br /&gt;Try to hear my tears&lt;br /&gt;As my beautiful young daughters carried on their tiny shoulders&lt;br /&gt;The weight of being the children of African immigrant parents&lt;br /&gt;Aware that their experiences were different from other children’s&lt;br /&gt;They were neither truly African Nor American &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can your hear the color of my tears?&lt;br /&gt;As I proudly welcome my first son&lt;br /&gt;Into a world full of hope and promises&lt;br /&gt;On same day as President Reagan’s birthday&lt;br /&gt;It was a sign: He will some day be the President of America&lt;br /&gt;Filled with joy and happiness I appropriately named him&lt;br /&gt;To reflect the core of my emotions&lt;br /&gt;And so I raised him to be Godly, respectful and smart&lt;br /&gt;But can you hear my tears-silent and deafening!&lt;br /&gt;As his friends made fun of him and called him names&lt;br /&gt;Names like ‘African-booty-scratcher’ and other too awful to pen&lt;br /&gt;As he realized that his heritage was also his biggest barrier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the color of these tears?&lt;br /&gt;As years later I welcomed yet another son&lt;br /&gt;Born at such a time perfect time when things were looking up&lt;br /&gt;And once again I named him to reflect the emotions of his birth&lt;br /&gt;Now surely I can better provide for him&lt;br /&gt;His will be much better experience in a different place&lt;br /&gt;Like his siblings, I raised him to be Godly, proud and studious &lt;br /&gt;But can you hear tears?&lt;br /&gt;As I saw the pain on my baby boy’s face&lt;br /&gt;As he came to realize that the dream was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;African American meant a heritage that is so sweet and yet so bitter&lt;br /&gt;A heritage marked by pride and rejection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear my tears&lt;br /&gt;As my tired feet carried me into my house&lt;br /&gt;As I hear the now familiar CNN election breaking news jingle&lt;br /&gt;I looked up at the TV screen&lt;br /&gt;And saw a smiling face much like my own sons&lt;br /&gt;Barack Obama- Democratic Presidential Nominee&lt;br /&gt;Please say you can hear my loud tears&lt;br /&gt;As I gently touched my kitchen counter and &lt;br /&gt;And stared into the face of my baby boy&lt;br /&gt;And muttered to no one in particular&lt;br /&gt;He did it! He actually did it!&lt;br /&gt;My God! He did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear my tears?&lt;br /&gt;As I fell on the floor of my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;On that memorable November fourth night&lt;br /&gt;Heart-pounding, I read the words on the TV screen&lt;br /&gt;President-Elect Barack Obama!&lt;br /&gt;You couldn’t hear my tears?&lt;br /&gt;As the drops, now familiar with my hurt and fears rolled down my cheeks&lt;br /&gt;As each drop ballooned with my pride&lt;br /&gt;Until the last drop escaped &lt;br /&gt;And was carried into the dark November sky&lt;br /&gt;But quickly came back down to my soil thirsty for hope&lt;br /&gt;And watered the future for my own children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear my tears?&lt;br /&gt;Like so many mothers of race and voyage&lt;br /&gt;Like so many mothers of daughters and sons&lt;br /&gt;Yes children who look just like you &lt;br /&gt;But children who never dared to dream&lt;br /&gt;Please hear my tears as I mumble your name over and over&lt;br /&gt;Barack Obama! Barack Obama!&lt;br /&gt;Like you, my children’s names were strange &lt;br /&gt;Like you, they were suspected before they were accepted&lt;br /&gt;Like you, they were distrusted before they were trusted&lt;br /&gt;Like you…So much like you….&lt;br /&gt;Can they dare to dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear my very colorful loud tears&lt;br /&gt;And freeze the moment in history&lt;br /&gt;As I watch you place your hand on the mighty word of God&lt;br /&gt;And yet again I read the words on the TV screen&lt;br /&gt;President Barack Obama!&lt;br /&gt;Listen…I am sure you hear my tears&lt;br /&gt;As I stand a little bit taller&lt;br /&gt;As I shout into the quiet street in my beautiful neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;Yes they can! Yes they now can!&lt;br /&gt;Yes they most certainly can!&lt;br /&gt;Yes! They can now call proudly and truly themselves&lt;br /&gt;African.&lt;br /&gt;American.&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear my tears?&lt;br /&gt;-Dr. G. Tamunoibim Bilaye-Benibo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-2458001786197430222?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/2458001786197430222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=2458001786197430222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/2458001786197430222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/2458001786197430222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-you-hear-my-tears.html' title='Can You hear my Tears'/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-5631322649123624053</id><published>2009-01-16T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:29:45.273-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy at work'/><title type='text'>Sleepy at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.roshini.net/images/smilies/redeye.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 27px; height: 15px;" src="http://www.roshini.net/images/smilies/redeye.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.roshini.net/images/smilies/redeye.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 27px; height: 15px;" src="http://www.roshini.net/images/smilies/redeye.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever been sooooo sleepy that it takes everything in you just to stay awake. I got to work at 7:20 this morning I will be here til 9:30 this evening or so, to say that I'm sleepy is an UNDERSTATEMENT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the smiley.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realized that there arent that m&lt;br /&gt;any pics of me in the last year. Lemme update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING OUT WITH MY BOYFRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDtij1jNcI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Xe9PGpPIbIQ/s1600-h/ibdress3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDtij1jNcI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Xe9PGpPIbIQ/s320/ibdress3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291990740151514562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDt06DU33I/AAAAAAAAAbw/vV7cdEd8kf4/s1600-h/IB+mike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDt06DU33I/AAAAAAAAAbw/vV7cdEd8kf4/s320/IB+mike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291991055352520562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update later gotta get back to work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-5631322649123624053?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/5631322649123624053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=5631322649123624053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/5631322649123624053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/5631322649123624053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2009/01/sleepy-at-work.html' title='Sleepy at work'/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDtij1jNcI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Xe9PGpPIbIQ/s72-c/ibdress3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-611627055584901708</id><published>2009-01-07T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:31:24.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Away for TOO LONG</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, the last time I was in here, I was freshly broken up with a fiance of 3 years. And to think I'm with another man. Been with him for 3 years in March. That is too dang long to be away. Last time I posted, I was a law student, I am now a practicing attorney. I am two years old now in the law. Lets see, I am a home owner. Man I'm GROWN up in these 3 short years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta vamp it back up and get to commenting again. I will never neglect it again I promise lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~IB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-611627055584901708?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/611627055584901708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=611627055584901708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/611627055584901708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/611627055584901708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2009/01/been-away-for-too-long.html' title='Been Away for TOO LONG'/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-113988032126442702</id><published>2006-02-13T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T17:19:50.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How many calls is too many!!!!</title><content type='html'>Why did I make the TERRIBLE mistake of not giving out my fake number and fake name!!! NOw I am in a bind.  Poor chap caught me when I was havinga  bad day and just felt, what the hay, why not?  I'll tell you why not, cuz most of these dudes are CRAZY.  Does it make sense that between 9 and 10:30, I received 12 calls from this fool!!!!!!!!! And then 2 in the morning.  ALL BECAUSE I FINALLY ANSWERED YOUR PHONE CALLS AFTER A WEEK!!!!  Now, I am going to be forced to put out the sharp tongue IB and calmly, yet sternly tell him to HIT the F-ING road Jack!!!  Plus he is easily 10 years older than me, and I just can't be bothered.  When you just get out of a relationship some people delve right into the dating world. Well, not me.  I am starting to get used to being by myself again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-113988032126442702?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/113988032126442702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=113988032126442702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113988032126442702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113988032126442702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-many-calls-is-too-many.html' title='How many calls is too many!!!!'/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-113962098451947441</id><published>2006-02-10T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:50:49.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GUARD YOUR HEART</title><content type='html'>Guard your hearts because once you have given it all, you can never get it all back.  Love is not something to be played with and it definitely isn't something to enter into blindly.  But remember that life goes on, and yours will too.  You are blessed and highly favored, and only excellence and the best will come to you.  Don't try to change God's hand, listen to his whisper no matter how quiet.  Becaue eventually it will become a deafening roar and by that time, it hurts to much to ignore.  So remember guard your hearts because it is there that life lies and once your heart has been hurt, your life will never be the same&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-113962098451947441?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/113962098451947441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=113962098451947441' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113962098451947441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113962098451947441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2006/02/guard-your-heart.html' title='GUARD YOUR HEART'/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-113891801410223362</id><published>2006-02-02T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T19:29:58.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does anybody remember the Talking Whiz Kid!?!???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.x-entertainment.com/thanksgiving/macyparade/1987/commercials2/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.x-entertainment.com/thanksgiving/macyparade/1987/commercials2/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.x-entertainment.com/thanksgiving/macyparade/1987/commercials2/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="260" alt="" src="http://www.x-entertainment.com/thanksgiving/macyparade/1987/commercials2/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am only 24, but for some reason, NOBODY remembers the Talking Whiz Kid, if I played with it, and I didn't grow up rich. How is that nobody has heard of it??? It was like the first kid's laptop that you inserted a card. And then when you were able to hit certain keys so that you didnt' even need the cards you could play all kinds of games. MY favorite was Hangman, but there were plenty of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was somebody else's memory of the Talking Whiz kid.  Once again, HOW CAN YOU NOT REMEMBER THE TALKING WHIZ KID!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Talking Whiz Kid&lt;br /&gt;A computer like game where you placed cards into the window on the right and you could play different games for math, spelling, geography. I remember how hard it was to find and my dad driving me 45 minutes to get one on Christmas. I loved that thing. It came out in 1986. picture~~&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-113891801410223362?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/113891801410223362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=113891801410223362' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113891801410223362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113891801410223362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2006/02/does-anybody-remember-talking-whiz-kid.html' title='Does anybody remember the Talking Whiz Kid!?!???'/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-113888841362166399</id><published>2006-02-02T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T04:40:40.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time!!!</title><content type='html'>Here are pictures of me and my family at my parents 25 wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-426.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301426_2324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos-426.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301426_2324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THis was taken in front of our house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-243.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30330243_7365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos-243.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30330243_7365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THis was inside the formal living room&lt;a href="http://photos-245.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30330245_7995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos-245.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30330245_7995.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The three girls, love us or hate us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-424.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301424_1943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos-424.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301424_1943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us again on our stairwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-423.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301423_1747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos-423.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301423_1747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lemme see your grillz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-422.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301422_1577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos-422.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301422_1577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All five of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-420.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301420_1117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand" height="302" alt="" src="http://photos-420.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301420_1117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All four of us and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-417.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301417_543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand" height="353" alt="" src="http://photos-417.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301417_543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me and my brothers and sister, my cousin who is like a sister was not there because she had&lt;a href="http://photos-419.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301419_944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos-419.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301419_944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to take exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of us and mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe girls and Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-418.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301418_750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" height="296" alt="" src="http://photos-418.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30301418_750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-113888841362166399?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/113888841362166399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=113888841362166399' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113888841362166399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113888841362166399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2006/02/family-time.html' title='Family Time!!!'/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-113886064052838260</id><published>2006-02-01T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T07:04:28.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-636.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30329636_9301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos-636.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30329636_9301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;ARRIVAL AWARDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SO I went to an awards show tonight called the arrival awards that my schools Immigration Clinic sponsors. It was GREAT. We celebrated "immigrant achievement and supporting the important work of the Immigration Clinic at the UH Law Center. This year’s honorees include Dr. Nancy Chang of Tanox, Inc.; Celina Fein; and Chris K. Wilmot of WCW International, Inc." There were only like 5 of us from 20 students in the clinic that went. Dr. Chang was great, and Mr. Wilmot was a Ghanaian who I already dropped my resume at his company email, but Mrs. Fein was wonderful. She is a TINY woman, maybe 4'10 but her voice and spirit are SO large she was a holocause survivor and there were two things that she said that brought tears to my eyes.1. How can you know true freedom until you have lost it all2. She was looking at the pictures of her accomplishments and all of her grandchildren and said in an authoritative voice "THESE ARE MY VICTORIES OVER THE EVILS OF HITLER" and the screen went off. IT was WONDERFUL.Well here is a picture of the clinic students. Somehow I look REALLY tall, but I think it was because I was closest to the camera. ANywho...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-113886064052838260?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/113886064052838260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=113886064052838260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113886064052838260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113886064052838260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2006/02/arrival-awards-so-i-went-to-awards.html' title=''/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-113885883146544371</id><published>2006-02-01T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T21:57:12.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-786.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30309786_8722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-786.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30309786_8722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-783.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30309783_7840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-783.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30309783_7840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright somewhere along the way, I deleted everything that I said before, but ladies and gentlemen, you are looking into the face of a facebook junkie. I don'tknow how or when it happened since I only just started on January twentysomething. But NOW I check it ALL the time. I was already heavily addicted to chocolatebrides.com from the time that I was planning a wedding. Not doing that anymore. It is already clear that my blog will suffer the greatest harm from these addictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-782.facebook.com/n11/165/10/37521465/n37521465_30309782_7510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibiene...yep that's me! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-113885883146544371?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/113885883146544371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=113885883146544371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113885883146544371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113885883146544371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2006/02/alright-somewhere-along-way-i-deleted.html' title=''/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-113433284601155749</id><published>2005-12-11T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T19:36:10.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/1600/ib%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/320/ib%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/1600/ib%20033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/320/ib%20033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural Pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright folx, lemme try this again. I have some pics of my natural and I will track its growth here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you think, I've been natural since February of 2003, but it was difficult to manage because I didn't know how, but now I know. WOOHOO!!! And I love my napps...woohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/1600/ib%20028.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/320/ib%20028.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-113433284601155749?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/113433284601155749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=113433284601155749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113433284601155749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113433284601155749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2005/12/natural-pics-alright-folx-lemme-try.html' title=''/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-113035809782740990</id><published>2005-10-26T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T13:21:49.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Loving everyday of loveIt's a new day today folx. I love life. I have been told today that I have a glow. I will tell you why I have that glow, I am in love. Well to those who know me it is a duh statement since I have been engaged for 2 and ahalf years. But I am newly in love, it is soooo good to love and be loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-113035809782740990?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/113035809782740990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=113035809782740990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113035809782740990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113035809782740990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2005/10/loving-everyday-of-loveits-new-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-113022862963783768</id><published>2005-10-25T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T01:23:49.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all! I am in NC. I have been here since Thursday visiting my fiancee.  We are having a wonderful time!  When you havent seen somebody for 7 months it doesn't take much to excite you anymore. You know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had an interview in Cornelius.  It is a suburb of Charlotte, so we'll see how things go.  I gotta figure out a way to get folx to come to this blog. I also am a proud member of Chocolate Brides.com, maybe I will send some of them over here.  I will put some pics in here laterz.  But right now, I gotta go to bed it is 4:22, and there is no telling what kind of headache I will have, if i stay up anylonger with you.  Smooches for now my beautiful peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops I realize I never gave my shoutout to Adaure for getting me into this place. I just gotta spread the word, and then we'll have a real blog community over here.  Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-113022862963783768?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/113022862963783768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=113022862963783768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113022862963783768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/113022862963783768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-all-i-am-in-nc.html' title=''/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-112974989365943460</id><published>2005-10-19T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T15:09:51.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/1600/family%20pics%20(16).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/320/family%20pics%20%2816%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/1600/independence%20day%20(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all! My name is Ibiene, IB for short. I am a 23 year old third year law student at the University of Houston-Law Center. I have my BA in Public Policy Analysis from the University of North Carolina-Chapel Hill. GO Tar Heels!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the first born of the Benibo DYNASTY. Hence the name of my blog. I was born by not raised in Nigeria--Port Harcourt, Rivers State to be exact! I grew up in St. Louis, and live in Texas. I plan to do Immigration Law when I graduate, so those who have money and want to stay in the country come hit me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Benibo DYNASTY. Many people don't understand just how seriously blessed this name is. You haven't heard of it yet? I say google it, no other family gets as many hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am engaged to the love of my life, Dawud. He is a wonderful man who treats me like the Princess that I am! In everything that I write, remember, that I am part of the BENIBO DYNASTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/320/family%20pics%20%2855%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-112974989365943460?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/112974989365943460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=112974989365943460' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/112974989365943460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/112974989365943460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-first-one.html' title='My first one!'/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-112975342716173829</id><published>2005-10-19T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T13:35:41.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/1600/Wedding%20Pics%20(273).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/320/Wedding%20Pics%20%28273%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bare with me as I get comfortable with this blog. More native shots! That is all four of us.  I have two brothers and as sister.  That is also my two brothers below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/1600/DSCF0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/320/DSCF0107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/1600/DSCF0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/320/DSCF0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/204/8385/640/peggy"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/204/8385/320/peggy%27s%20reception%20%2842%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/1600/DSCF0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1496/1757/320/DSCF0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is me in the blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-112975342716173829?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/112975342716173829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=112975342716173829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/112975342716173829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/112975342716173829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2005/10/please-bare-with-me-as-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18054096.post-112975307418501074</id><published>2005-10-19T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T18:48:17.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/204/8385/640/mugshot%20%28155%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/204/8385/320/mugshot%20%28155%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me Love it or Leave it!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18054096-112975307418501074?l=uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/feeds/112975307418501074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18054096&amp;postID=112975307418501074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/112975307418501074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18054096/posts/default/112975307418501074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniquelyibiene.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-me-love-it-or-leave-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ibiene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282024921498359322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9WiyfcsjBU/SXDs1IeLsqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3nPXC-0d-IM/S220/n37521465_31365859_4153.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
