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  <title>Be Loved...Be Hated.</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2005 11:49:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Looking at my room for the last time, I thought “… this can’t be happening …” but the emptiness of my closet and the desolation of the house threw me into reality.  We were moving.  Not just down the street, not just to another neighborhood, not just another city, not even another state, no, we were moving clear across the world.  Destination: Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Arriving in the Singapore airport nauseous and jet-lagged from a twenty something hour flight, I sat trying to regain some kind of strength.  The cold, hard chairs next to the baggage claim did my rear no justice.  My feet, blistered form my tourist-like flip-flops felt like they would bust at any moment.  Just as I laid my head back onto my suitcase propped up against the back of my char, the intercom yelled at us that our connecting flight to Brunei was boarding.  Up again on our voyage we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	The Bruneian sun shining in my eyes, I realized we had arrived at the ferry terminal, which was nothing like what I thought it would be.  As my dad was fighting to get us all tickets for the ferry to Labuan, I looked around to realize all the people watching us with unforgiving stares.  The locals seemed to get their kicks from first-timer.  Getting down to the ferry from rusted, wobbly stairs made me think I was just as safe to jump down onto the boat.  Trying to match my seat to my ticket like a fool, I simply ended yo plopping myself down into a seat all the way to the back of the ferry.  I couldn’t help but notice the man sitting next to me, happily munching on his “sotong” crisps probably had not taken a bath in over a week.  The smells o dried seafood mixed with the hot cluster phobic seating arrangements of the ferry will forever haunt my memory.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	We finally arrived in Loabuan an hour later and I slowly dragged my overloaded suitcase to the end of the thirty-something queue, which gave me some time to exercise my patience, and also sweat in the scorching heat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	The neighborhood I was accustomed to back in the states  could never have prepared me for what I saw here.  Plywood boxes with square holes in them and walls made of sheets were actually homes filled with large families, most of which had up to five or six children in them.  There were dogs everywhere.  Many of them had mange and sores covering their bodies.  When we finally got into the house we would be living in, little kids running around barefooted would sneak up to our gates and ring the doorbell to get a laugh out of someone actually coming out to answer it.  After a while we all caught on and soon enough  the game was over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	The first time at the mall, I was bombarded with snickers, whistles and I even got a few passing “I love yous”.  It was all so strange.  Some people who had cameras would walk up and ask to take pictures with me like I was some kind of celebrity.  It is really amazing how much waving you do when you know absolutely no one.  &lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;	Fresh fruit and veggie markets were the coolest thing I’d ever seen.  All this fresh stuff, not even washed it was so fresh set right out for people to buy it.  The open markets  jam packed with bustling ommas, fussy women, and every now and then a man trying to do the shopping for the family that day.  My first time in the markets I just roamed around, watching in amazement; half tof the veggies and fruits I had never seen or knew existed.  After a few months, as I made friends and started speaking Malay, I could go into the markets with a few bucks, jew down the prices and walk out with bags full of fresh fruits and vegetables.  The natives were amazed to see a white person, or “orang puti” as they would say, living among them and learning their ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Even though the trip was hard, and I encountered many unexpected things, I would never trade this experience for anything.  It’s not just the things I gained from my two years of living among the people of Malaysia, that has made an impact on who I am, it is the things I can’t explain, the things I saw, the lessons I learned, the people I met, and the cultures I experienced that are worth so much more than anything I’ve ever had.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jul 2005 02:13:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>wow.. a while since ive been on here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tigre + natalie =  6months... pushin 7. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love him.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes in florida for a week.. so im lookin for some fun on the 4th. any takers?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.. as always..&lt;br /&gt;natalie</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 May 2005 14:30:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;im sick.. but im pretty.&lt;br&gt;im brave.. but im chicken shit.&lt;br&gt;..and what it all comes down to.. is that everythings gonna be quite alright.&lt;br&gt;cause i&apos;ve got one hand in my pocket and the other one is flickin a cigarette&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;wow.. its been a hard week. but i think everything is still okay. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me and &lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Tigre &lt;/font&gt;are together again.... came see me at lunch.. brought me flowers and a teddy bear. all IS very well.. so dont &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;fuck&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; it up again. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Prom = no natalie.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Prom afterparty = fuck yes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.........and what it all comes down to my freinds.. is that everything is going to be fine.. fine.. fine.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc33cc&quot;&gt;*you took me for a joke.. you took me for a child. ...you took a long..hard look at my&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ASS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;... and then played golf for a while.. you shake just like a fish.. you pet me on the head. you took me out to wine.dine..69 me.... but didnt hear a &lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; word i said. ..........................I SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOU... I KNOW RIGHT THROUGH YOU.. I&apos;LL WALK RIGHT THROUGH YOU.*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;....you scan the credits for your name.. and wonder why its not there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-natalie... &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;KC..... enough said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;--WE ARE QUITE SANE... BUT too CRAZY for your taste..--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 May 2005 02:51:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>rebel turned angel.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;(A BLOG ON MYSPACE BY MY SISTER NICOLE):&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&lt;table cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;10&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#ffffff&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one of the many of my other half or halves...i duno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;so shes so rebellious. i&apos;ve tried talking to her. she makes me want to cry now. i thought my example was going to be the big fix. but i was wrong. i wish shit wasnt the way it is. now im crying. effin blurry letters. i hope shes ok. i dunno wat else to do. theres been like 3x&apos;s that i felt like this with her. angry as i get, i still love her. she needs love and its so close to her. thru the next wall it is. so i&apos;ve gone thru the same thing worse than she has/did. im decent. wats the matter with her? 16 and twisted. havent talked to her in like forever. i feel the separation. i want her back. we use to be the best. i love you with everything. come back please. &amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;(MY RESPONSE):&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;and lastly theres dave.. still sitting on the dock.. he wonders his life.. and he skips his rocks.. and he wonders when his father will return.. but hes not coming back and he cant understand how everyone goes on breathing when true love ends..his mother whispers quietly........ heavens not a place you go when you die.. its that moment in life when you actually feel alive...... SO LIVE FOR THE MOMENT..........&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;goose bump infested embrace.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc66cc&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;i &amp;lt;3 you nicole..&lt;/font&gt; more than you&apos;ll ever know. and mom too...... but the sad thing is.... she doesnt know it.&amp;nbsp; she doesnt feel it. shes gone from me. i feel it.... theres no compassion or even to feel rejection would be better then this.. theres nothing.. and im lost because of it. so.... i try. i read my bible more than she knows.... i spend my time alone..like she wants..... schools no HEE HEE HAHA anymore.. i hate it. i hate everything in my life right now. everything except....yeh. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;(To mom) --&amp;gt; maybe we can have both. i believe we can. its stupid to limit yourself to one &quot;choice&quot;. i have a &quot;will&quot;? then let me conquer the world.. i have the will.. so let me now pave the way. dont hold me back from having everything... no limits... only wisdom should be there as a guidline. set a good example for me to follow.. dont be a hypacrite.. admit to your wrong and dont try to justify it. im learning too.. so let me mess up at least once. Dont judge me by what other people surrounding you think.. please... let me explore.. let me adventure on my own.. with your hand of wisdom guiding my footsteps. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#6666cc&quot;&gt;nicole.. i am miserable except for the days i come home.. and your home.. and we talk.. and we gossip.. and we tell secrets... your like my diary... i may forget to write some days... but i always come back to you. you are my hope.. and even tho sometimes i act like i dont care... your words mean the world to me.. and i never want to lose what we have.. im not sorry for the things i&apos;ve done.... regret is stupid. whats done is done.... so go on and try not to make the same mistake.&amp;nbsp; we ARE two different people.. but... no one knows the things we share... and what we&apos;ve gone through together... and that connects us. that is my lifeline. so im so rebellious... but i will always come running back.. nicole you are the reason i cant leave.. i couldnt leave &lt;font color=&quot;#cc0000&quot;&gt;YOU&lt;/font&gt;...... i couldnt leave my favourite sister.......... i couldnt leave my diary. :) &lt;font color=&quot;#cc0000&quot;&gt;i love you. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;nat&lt;br&gt;incredible night crawler&lt;br&gt;watchfull&lt;br&gt;..........and your best junkfood junkie pal. ;) its our little secret...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2005 00:59:38 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;..i might do that something.. &lt;br&gt;the something that makes a scene.. &lt;br&gt;...so watch for my act. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I cant believe we&apos;ve split. GOD HELP ME.. im turning cirlces &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;AND&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; mother fucking squares.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&apos;m having trouble trying to sleep.. im counting sheep .. but running out. time ticks by.. but still i try.. ON MY OWN HERE WE GO..........&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;fucked &lt;/font&gt;up and sprawled out in my room... On my own.. here we go......&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i dont think any of my casual words could even come close to the way i feel right now.... &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;yes..... me and Tigre DID in fact break the fuck up. happy now? you got your wish you bitch.. you fucking bipolar maniac. i hate you.. and if you died tonight.. i wouldnt cry.&amp;nbsp;Ive wasted enough of my life crying over you and your stupid fuck-ups.&amp;nbsp; i hate you so much... more than you&apos;ll ever know. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No ode to Tigre&apos; could mend what I&apos;ve done. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;...Trying to stay sane.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-natalie&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2005 02:56:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>420.. blow it up baby.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;HAPPY 420 MUTHA FUCKERSSSSS~~~~~ my day was UNEXPLAINABLY GOOD... wow.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;*no school &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;*tigre all day &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;*all the kill you could ask for &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;*cool ass people to chill with &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00cccc&quot;&gt;thats a wrap for today.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00cccc&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;....until next time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;-Natalie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2005 15:35:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>long time no journal.</title>
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  <description>heyyy ya&apos;ll.. wow. im in SCHOOL. havent been here in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KARRAAA.. calling all doctors excuses right about now. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent updated a real journal in a long ass time... so here goes.&lt;br /&gt; i ended up not going to spring break because our rental car wasnt ready... soooo we went to Baton Rouge.. sha.. wined and dined me at Wendy&apos;s.. ahh i love him. we had SO much fun by ourselves for the weekend. ill try and post some pictures of us soon.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; this past weekend was tight.. saturday i went to my mom &apos;s freind&apos;s camp in New Orleans..very very nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; bought another tanning month at Tansations.. and ive beeen going to Reds with Traci.. sha that girl chopped the fuck outta her hair.. but EXTREMELY CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Prom is around the corner.. dunno if im going or not.. hmmmm.. no offers as of now.. all that i had got called off.. but its all cool.. 2 more years to go. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i love you.... but not as much as Tigre. :-P&lt;br /&gt; ill finish updating LATERRRR.. got many much more to tell hehe..</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Apr 2005 14:21:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>off to lala land.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;dude.. i need a &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;place &lt;/font&gt;to &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;stay &lt;/font&gt;for a couple weeks.. i think. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i cannot stay &lt;font color=&quot;#990000&quot;&gt;home &lt;/font&gt;anymore.. ugh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;....i still love tigre though :)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;phoneless once again in life. my sister is in &lt;font color=&quot;#ffff33&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;cali&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;having the TIME of her life. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i think im leaving.. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;malaysia &lt;/font&gt;was so much better.. and my dad doesnt care wtf i do.. so.... i think im out. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot; size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;ahhh... i love kara.. and im sorry i never can do anything with her anymore. we will as of now... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;love&lt;/font&gt; you all &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;333 leave me some sweets. :) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00cccc&quot;&gt;-Natalie &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;&quot;......and she screams&quot;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Mar 2005 20:31:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>adventures of a girl.</title>
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  <description>with my skimpy shirts and bathing suits i go.... &lt;br /&gt;FLORIDAAA HERE I COME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. its gonna be a wicked weekend. ill post when i return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;Nat</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Mar 2005 23:42:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>blissful dreaming.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;mum just walked in and told me my room stunk. i informed her it was me rotting away in here.... given the fact she STILL won&apos;t let me go anywhere.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ACTUALLY.. its the food by the side of my bed. &lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc66&quot;&gt;taco bell &lt;/font&gt;from last night to be exact. oh .. wait.. &lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;dean&lt;/font&gt;-o&apos;s near the mirror as well. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ive been sneaking out like everynight.. and losing sleep has taken its tole. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;friday i snuck out with &lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot;&gt;frances, callie, zack, Austin,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;TIGRE..i love him more and more everyday. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;We went to Tigre&apos;s and all met up.. then we went to &lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;Hunter&apos;s &lt;/font&gt;apt.. and played drinking games. it was so much fun. then cake faced girls showed up. ugh. so we left and went to NiteCaps. met up with stewart cormier.. Rabeaux.. Mike WHOA, cro.. and the rest of the gang. &lt;font color=&quot;#cc66cc&quot;&gt;Mia &lt;/font&gt;got &lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;frances &lt;/font&gt;kicked out of &lt;font color=&quot;#33ff33&quot;&gt;Nitecaps&lt;/font&gt;. ...fucking middle school bullshit. i was drunk... and had a temper. and blew up and dragged &lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;frances &lt;/font&gt;from the scene.. and we left. we all went to Tigre&apos;s again.. and ate Taco Bell. then, around 2 i went home. &lt;br&gt;i woke up.... sat morning.. and i had 100$ in my pants from the night b4. *no recolection*... hmmmmmm.... &lt;br&gt;...it was fun. but not NEARLY as fun as &lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;W&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;e&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;d&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;n&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;e&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33ccff&quot;&gt;s&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc33cc&quot;&gt;d&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc66&quot;&gt;y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;night&apos;s outting.. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;today.. is the day.. i dont know what to do anymore. &lt;br&gt;i love &lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;Tigre &lt;/font&gt;so much it kills me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;work is fantastic.. got 14 hours this weekend. whooo... i got my check from the last weekn. 146$. score. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc33cc&quot;&gt;its like tasting a rainbow.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00cccc&quot;&gt;its like cream cheese and strawberries&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33ff33&quot;&gt;its like the best bite saved for last.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc66&quot;&gt;its like a soft breeze on a summer&apos;s eve.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;its like your favorite movie playing encore.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;its like.. its.. love.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot;&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...... i really am just havingone of my spells of love.. stranded in my room. i think i need to hold and snuggle him tonight.&lt;br&gt;....window.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;333&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Natalie.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;....its like your best-kept secret and your worst mistake.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2005 19:09:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>whoooooooo!!!</title>
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  <description>i think... last night was the FUNNEST night I&apos;ve ever had. &lt;br /&gt;wait. lemme refrase that .......&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW... last night was the funnest night ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;nat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING EMBRACE LIFE.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2005 00:42:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>evil intentions.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;...you let me scream.&lt;br&gt;...you let me cry.&lt;br&gt;...you are my world.&lt;br&gt;...you are my sky.&lt;br&gt;...you drive me crazy.&lt;br&gt;...you drive me wild.&lt;br&gt;...you make me laugh.&lt;br&gt;...you make me smile.&lt;br&gt;...you know my heart. &lt;br&gt;...and you know.. your my worthwhile. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;oh man. someone pinch me.. cause i must be dreaming of a perfect guy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;wow.. he makes my day.. everyday. ahhhh &lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;TIGRE BREAUX&lt;/font&gt;.......is so awesome.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;punished from sadies.. not a biggy tho.. cause ill be in cankton after. yay. watch out.. i may be drunken. ;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;another day of school.. another day till &lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;Kara fucking Colligan&apos;s &lt;/font&gt;sweet sweet 16!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my baby girl.. i love you so much.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i talked to a few guys today i havent in a while.. &lt;font color=&quot;#990000&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;Austin&lt;/font&gt;.. had a short heart to heart with him.. Passed glances AND HUGS with &lt;font color=&quot;#990000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;Mr. Self&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/font&gt; wow. progression of freindship im guessing?? i love making up. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i think my world is once again revolving.. and im coming to my senses about my mother and our relationship. shes not evil.. just... trying to be a mother. and she does a wonderful job.... even if i want to bash her from time to time. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Zack&lt;/font&gt;.... the great. i love our conversations on the line.. on the toilet. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;any who.. im off to &lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;Old Navy &lt;/font&gt;with &lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc00&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;Nicole&lt;/font&gt;.. god i love her. then tanning. o0o0o.. darkness here i come.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc0000&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;333&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc0000&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;Natalie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc33cc&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Never close your eyes.. when your looking at something beautiful....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2005 02:30:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>....stop and smell some coffee</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Can we all say.. PM-&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;fucking&lt;/font&gt;-S today. not in the best of moods in the least. and you know who you are if you pinched me in all the wrong places today.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bowling.. was fun as usual.. ohh &lt;font color=&quot;#333399&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;frannnyy finckleberry&lt;/font&gt;. how u make me die laughing. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i&apos;m supposed to be doing my biology presentation for colbert.. total last minute fix-ups. but..... they can wait.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;My cousins came over after school. nice little surprise. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff9900&quot;&gt;WHATS EVERYONE DRESSING AS FOR SADIES?? &lt;/font&gt;ANY COOL IDEAS FOR TIGRE AND I??? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;HELLLPPPP!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I didnt get to see my &lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot; size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;lover&lt;/font&gt; tonight.. he&apos;s so cute. we were supposed to go eat out.. but being bogged down with schoolwork and family drama.. i wasn&apos;t able to make the date. Thumbs down on that one &lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot;&gt;Nat.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Back to the homework hell hole i guess ill go for now... have a wonderful night.. day... whichever sutes u best. :) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Shes got style shes got grace.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;......Ohhh! i wish i had that. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;333 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Natalie &lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;Breaux.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.....haha. just testing it out. ;) &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2005 16:36:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hmmph.</title>
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  <description>well.. yesterday was nerve racking. Going home high isnt the greatest feeling.. but... getting away with it. pfftt. victory was mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tigre.. 3 months... 3 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara is one PHAT CATDADDY, and i love her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;Natalie</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2005 23:22:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>he stole my heart yet again.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#006600&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;i used to hate valentines.. al the pretty girls got hearts filled with roses and candy. well.. this year girls. was my revenge. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;-a love note&lt;br&gt;-11 white roses&lt;br&gt;-1 red rose&lt;br&gt;-candles and music to set the mood&lt;br&gt;-and extra little surprises.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;god im the envy of the female species this year. ...and i got him so good. ;) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc33cc&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;kara... ur so hot. we needa hang mutha fucka.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;happy-late v-tines everyone. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;3 cheers for &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;love&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc00&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;-nat&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2005 16:33:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>tricky business</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc33cc&quot;&gt;this weekend was awesome &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;....RECAP&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Friday.. &lt;/font&gt;i stayed at &lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;Tigre&apos;s&lt;/font&gt; for a while after school.. then we went back to my house and he cooked for me.. wow. it was so good. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;Saturday&lt;/font&gt;.. i worked from 7.00 till 2.30.. &lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;frannnn &lt;/font&gt;and my plans fell through when we both called eachother and didnt have the money we thought we would have to be able to go shopping. ahh well. i went to the mall with tigre instead. then we went back to my house.. he chilled for a while then left for work. Around 9 30 later that night he called and wanted to go do something.. so he came back and we went to &lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc00&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Renee&apos;s &lt;/font&gt;house. &lt;font color=&quot;#333399&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Pot, Zach, and Renee &lt;/font&gt;were there... we stayed there for about 30 minutes.. then we got bored and went to the party in Youngsville.. &lt;font color=&quot;#cc66cc&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Kara, Lauren, Jamie, and Callie&lt;/font&gt; pulled up behind us.. screaming drunken out the car. Us, high.. all chilled out in the car in front. the clash was hilarious. We all climbed out.. went to the party and met up with everyone. Just about all were there. &lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;Duston&lt;/font&gt;.. kept taking my hair down.. and thats about all i remember. hmm.. oh yes. and i saw &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Torrey&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;in the kitchen of the house were at. ha. 3rd grade lovers. then i left the party with &lt;font color=&quot;#006600&quot;&gt;Pot, Zach, and Tigre &lt;/font&gt;and we went to tigre&apos;s tree house.. that was so awesome. then we went to &lt;font color=&quot;#cc0000&quot;&gt;Cane&apos;s&lt;/font&gt;.. &lt;font color=&quot;#333399&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Perdle&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;came.. he made me eat so much. shoving food in my mouth... thennn we went BACK to the tree house only to find &lt;font color=&quot;#cc33cc&quot;&gt;Zach Mac..Jason.. Hardon.. &lt;/font&gt;and some other guy i didnt know sitting on the bed.. i climbed on in.. and we played a playstation game while we smoked up again. haha.. oh but wow. best feeling in the world. i ended up passin out on tigre.. and i woke up around 3.. and everyone had left. he brought me home around 4.. snuck in and went to sleep. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;sunday &lt;/font&gt;night i went to his house till late.. and over slept monday. so i didnt go to school.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;...ahh the measly life of a teenager. i always used to think about what it would be like to be in highschool.. this is nothing like i thought i&apos;d turn out. im still not sure if thats a good thing or a bad thing.. only time will tell.. but. for now.. im havin a blast! ;) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#6633ff&quot;&gt;.......i finally talked to corey after about month. that was okay. i guess. anything is improvment for us. but.. aquaintences we will stay. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#006600&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;...Nat&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc33cc&quot;&gt;-and we start all over again. ...from scratch this time.-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
KARAAAAA.. i miss u nugga.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2005 05:43:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>a report i had to save on here.. disregard all.</title>
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  <description>Stem cells have become very important to humand research over the past two decades.  These cells which are capable of growing into any of the 300 different kinds of cells in the human body, can be taken from embryos that have ben &quot;discarded&quot; during fertility treatments.  Although stme cells can be found in adults and children, the embryos&apos; cells are far more flexible to work with scientifically.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stme cells are capable of being used in tissue transplants and to help to treat diseases such as Alzheimer&apos;s, Parkinson&apos;s, and diabetes.  For such treatments to be created, many stem cells are needed, causing a dillema.  Scientists have proposed cloning embryo for the purpose of the production of stem cells.  This way, the stem cells needed for patients could be extracted from these DNA-cloned embryos.  Cloning embryos, would open the doors to a much needed, steady supply of stem cells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cloning of embryo and the use of their stem cells is very costly.  President Bush has decided to allow federal funding for the stem cell research, but not the funding of the extraction of stem cells from the embryo, an operation which kills them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people oppose such research because human embryos are harmed.  Also, strong religious groups are opposing stem cell research involving embryo.  A stem cell break-through could change the world, but without funding and support, this will not be possible.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibliography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nature.com/nature/stemcells/index.html&quot;&gt;http://www.nature.com/nature/stemcells/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2001/05/04/MN227447.DTL&amp;type=science&quot;&gt;http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2001/05/04/MN227447.DTL&amp;type=science&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.time.com/time/2001/stemcells/&quot;&gt;http://www.time.com/time/2001/stemcells/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stem_cell&quot;&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stem_cell&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Jan 2005 02:24:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;stayed awake listening to him breathing.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;thinking of how we&apos;ll turn out.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;i stared at the ceiling for half of the night.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;and the other half at his beautiful being. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;he saved me from so much.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;but then again im in it so deep. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;i thought it through all night long... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;..............and he is worth it all. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;333&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Natalie. completely content.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2005 15:34:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>holla at them hotties</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;i love my hair. i went get it done yesterday with &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Kara&lt;/font&gt;.. hers came out SO feckin awesome.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;....we are official hotness. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;okay, the plans are made.. im going on spring break with &lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Tigre&lt;/font&gt;. mom okay&apos;d it. so it will be.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot;&gt;-me&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33ccff&quot;&gt;-Tigre&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#66ff99&quot;&gt;-Robyn Sellers&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;-Nick Clark&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#999900&quot;&gt;-Julliana Brisco&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc00&quot;&gt;-Jordan Davis&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff9900&quot;&gt;-Scotty Rabo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;-Stew Cormier&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.....wow.. &quot;its gonna be crrraaaazy.. its gonna be nuts.&quot; as &lt;font color=&quot;#cc33cc&quot;&gt;Tigre &lt;/font&gt;so put it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;speaking of.. he came over last night. oh my gosh. i couldnt stop thinking about him after he left.. you know how when you kiss someone.. and they are leaving.. you get that last kiss.. and your satisfied. i dont think i&apos;ve ever got that last kiss.. i&apos;ll cry the day that kiss comes. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my &lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;mom&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;is going to &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Baton Rouge &lt;/font&gt;today to do something for her business.. then she&apos;s going out of town this weekend.. i think to &lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot;&gt;Chicago&lt;/font&gt;... but i&apos;m not sure if thats it. hmmph. ah well.. open house is all im saying! haha..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;i love life. &lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;333&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#663366&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;*Natalie *&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&quot;I wanna kiss you all over...... and over again.&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;...tigre sang to me in the living room and we slow danced to nothing at all. God does it get any better... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>im hearing tigre&apos;s voice in myead. haha. o lord.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">im hearing tigre&apos;s voice in myead. haha. o lord.</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 16:18:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>GIRL&apos;S SUSHI NIGHT!!!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#66cccc&quot;&gt;Leave me a comment and let me know when your free sometime this coming week..&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#ff99ff&quot;&gt;GEENA&apos;s &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#66cccc&quot;&gt;comment got me all craving sushi. so now.. we MUST have a sushi night!! :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#66cccc&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99ff&quot;&gt;-Nat&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2005 05:04:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oblivion...</title>
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  <description>i feel so blank tonight. i dont even know why i hit the &apos;update&apos; button. ive been doing too much to update anyone on anything. i am so drained out. good thing i quit soccer. i dont think i could deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate fathers btw. especially my sperm donor. &lt;br /&gt;-ignored&lt;br /&gt;-unknown&lt;br /&gt;-left behind again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..you know theres a complete difference in &quot;men&quot; and &quot;guys&quot;.  men suck. guys are great. i think some get my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CRY FOR HELP-&lt;br /&gt;ROOTS NEED HIGHLIGHTING!!!! ahhh.. my hair is screaming *i need bleach i need bleach!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. lordy. i need some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tiger got his jeep fixed and surprised me with it in the drvieway.. we took it for a spin. im def in love with it. hes so awsome. god... i dont think i can explain this one. you&apos;ve just gotta see us.. hmmmmmm.. *ponders the subject of love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok.. im gonna &quot;hit the sack&quot; as one might say. i love u ... and u.. and u.. and u.. yes yes..even u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kara is lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;Naatttiiii</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Jan 2005 16:29:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>..ponder my world.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff9900&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;finger to drama &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff9900&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;finger to bitches&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all in all.. im still loving life. :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;these past few nights i&apos;ve bn working.. tried out that job in the mall.. hated it. i refuse to go back. hmmm.. what now?? hah. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Last night i worked my thing at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Top-Shelf&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; had loads of fun! saw a bunch of lovelys i hadnt seen in a while since the tournaments.. tonight im working again ..5-10. :) i love my job. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;bought me a breakfast burrito and tatter tots for supper last night from &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc66&quot;&gt;on&lt;/font&gt;ic&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;while i was working.. why a &lt;font color=&quot;#cc33cc&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREAKFAST&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;burrito.. i have no idea. hes a weird one. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tigre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;came over for a little while.. then we went to &lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot;&gt;Fred&apos;s&lt;/font&gt;.. mwahaha.. then we went to &lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;-&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shelf&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;at 5.. he got down for a while.. he was quite amused by the hockey players. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.....I&apos;m waiting for a fight. they are so exciting. hehehe.. evil.. i know. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;came by the rink too.. ahh. he called me beautiful. hmm.. sweetheart, its &lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tigre&apos;s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.. :-P &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;called me last night.. i think we are begining to talk again.. which is good in a sense that im weeding out all the drama-rama from my life. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i learned that passing out can be addicting.. as to &lt;font color=&quot;#66cccc&quot;&gt;me and Fran Finkle.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;Kara..Kara...Kara .. your giving me bad grades. ...hmm.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#6633ff&quot;&gt;i love the way Tigre smells.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;*.:my own little obsession:.* &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;-&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Natttii&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>yeah yeah yeah&apos;s ringing in my head.. BCA class in my ears</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">yeah yeah yeah&apos;s ringing in my head.. BCA class in my ears</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2005 16:32:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sometimes. i cry.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Last night was fun.. &lt;font color=&quot;#ff9900&quot;&gt;Tigre &lt;/font&gt;came pick me up after school.. we went to the mall.. then went to my house.. and pigged out on pizza. yummy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me and &lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;Nicole &lt;/font&gt;have been getting along pretty good these days.. except for the occasional squabble over petty things.. hmmph. i&apos;m gonna miss her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got another job. in the mall.. selling body shop-like stuff across from &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Victoria&apos;s &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;Secret..&lt;/font&gt; where &lt;font color=&quot;#cc66cc&quot;&gt;Nicole &lt;/font&gt;works. i start today at 3. :) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This weekend i&apos;ll definatly be working he whole time. but.. thats good keeps me busy and out of trouble.. PLUS.. i&apos;m making monneyyy!! yay. heh. Highschool season starts at the hockey rink. im so excited. :) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;..i havent really seen &lt;font color=&quot;#33ff33&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;Kara&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;latly. That really consists of me not seeing her out of school since... like Saturday. hmmph. :( &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Corey.. corey.. corey.. i have no idea what to do.. if you still read this crap.. which i doubt u do, please comment and let me know whats up.. cause im so f&apos;n confused with u.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Last night i talked to &lt;font color=&quot;#cc66cc&quot; size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Zack &lt;/font&gt;...&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc00&quot;&gt;Mr. Lemoine &lt;/font&gt;for ever. that was good.. we had a lot to catch up on.. hadn&apos;t talked to him in a while.. its good to have a nice guy freind to confide in sometimes... :) &lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;Thanks zack&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot;&gt;.. ur a sweetheart. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&apos;m trying to stop cursing. wow. what a task ayy.. but im confident! so.. slap me if i do it.. (i can still say F&apos;n) haha..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;alrighty.. well.. im off. to sleep on my desk. :) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;**i love my life. as of this past week. and im completely in control. any one beg to differ? .....i wouldnt dare.**&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;333&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Natalie&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jan 2005 16:11:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>please stop with the gossip. its gay. ur gay.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;this weekend was cool.. happened as follows: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Friday&lt;/font&gt; night &lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Tigre&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;came over.. and he waited while &lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;Nicole &lt;/font&gt;and i hustled around.. gettin all did-up. Then we all got into the Yukon and &lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;Nic&lt;/font&gt;.. being the sober chaufer for the night drove us to&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot;&gt; Cite Des Arts.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We got there around 8.. and I saw all the guys i love. ...&lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot;&gt;Corey, JD, Duston, Brenn, Jacob S., Matt, Jacob B.,Trey &amp;amp; Tyler, John, LEEEEE&lt;/font&gt;.. the list goes on and on... &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i got to see all the girls as well.. &lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc00&quot;&gt;Chelsea Bags, Traci, GEENA, Kara..my love, Ashleigh, Erin, Amy, Gordo, and Nicole..&lt;/font&gt; of course. god.. shes so funny. once again.. the list is endless. ahh how the night was complete with these girls all around..:) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;Tigre &lt;/font&gt;kept singing.. in the back of Cite.. oh he&apos;s a character. Then we went out to &lt;font color=&quot;#33ff33&quot;&gt;NITE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;CAPS&lt;/font&gt;.. i got a good drink.. the &lt;font color=&quot;#ffcccc&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;pink&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;one. not too sure what its called... but its good. tastes like kool-aid. yummm.. then after that.. &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Nicole &lt;/font&gt;dropped us at his house and she went to her guy&apos;s house.. then around 4 we went to &lt;font color=&quot;#990000&quot;&gt;Mel&apos;s &lt;/font&gt;diner.. fun stuff. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Saturday&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;Tigre &lt;/font&gt;came and picked me up and we went to the &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;UL &lt;/font&gt;game.. then to &lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;Cro&apos;s &lt;/font&gt;house.. played poker (me and &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Tigre &lt;/font&gt;won like 15 bucks) then we went back to my house and we just about passed out when we walked in the door. My &lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;mom &lt;/font&gt;came home around 10 that next morning and woke us up asking if i had any shoes she could wear.. &lt;font color=&quot;#00cccc&quot;&gt;mom mom mom&lt;/font&gt;.. i love u. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Tigre &lt;/font&gt;left around 12.. and &lt;font color=&quot;#6633ff&quot;&gt;Nicole &lt;/font&gt;went to work around 1.. i had the house peaceful and quiet.. took advantage. cleaned and then slept. the glory. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I feel like i elaborate and put too much detail into my writings.. hmm... i should work on being mysterious and vague. i like to think i am.. ha.. i know &lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;kara &lt;/font&gt;is laughing right about now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i&apos;m so glad i got to see my beautiful lady freinds this weekend.. so much drama has happened.. I feel like i have so many ememies these days............&lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;**&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;no names.**&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc66cc&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;i&apos;ve posted some cute pictures of this weekend on myspace. check em out. they&apos;re cute. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;-Natalie &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2005 15:34:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Last night...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;well.. i decided not to finish my &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;new year&apos;s&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#33cc00&quot;&gt;break&lt;/font&gt; entry.. too much stuff to talk about. just know ... my break was a &lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot;&gt;good one.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;...i hate it when &lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;people &lt;/font&gt;around talk about stuff they dont really even know about. &lt;font color=&quot;#33ccff&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;*i will not name names.. i will not name names.. i will not name names..*&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;ahhhh.. it shouldnt get to me .. but it does. stupid pricks who feed off of gossip. i hope u &lt;em&gt;shrivel &lt;/em&gt;up and die. ..thank you :) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but.. on a lighter note, myyyy baby &lt;font color=&quot;#ff9900&quot; size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;ti&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;g&lt;/font&gt;er&lt;/font&gt; came to see me at school yesterday. i was out on the football practice field for GYM. sha babe.. i love it. then after school.. &lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Dorgan and Zack&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;came pick me up.. and we went to &lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot;&gt;Wal-Mart&lt;/font&gt; to buy windshield wipers. i had a lesson on how to put them on a car.. that might one day come in handy..who knows. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;** i love zack lemoine. ** &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;.....he owes me a dollar. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;then they dropped me home.. and &lt;font color=&quot;#ffcc00&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Tiger&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;called around 5 30.. i took a shower.. then &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;nicole&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;dropped me at his house. we watched a movie.. &lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;&quot;the Goodfellas&quot;&lt;/font&gt; i really liked the movie.. it made me want to start a gang and shoot people. ..so hard core i am. after that.. we went to &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Taco-Bell,&lt;/font&gt; got me him, and my mum some food then went back to my place around 12. we joked with my mum for a while.. then i got sleepy.. and had to do homework.. so &lt;font color=&quot;#cc66cc&quot;&gt;Tiger &lt;/font&gt;left aroudn 12 45 and i passed out on the couch watching tv.. the homework never got done if your wondering. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anywho.. i love my freind. &lt;font color=&quot;#33ff33&quot; size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Kara colligan&lt;/font&gt;. if you havent heard. :) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;alllrriiiiggghhhttt.. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;well. im going outline this fucking excel book. i really want to outline a fucking dick on mrs. zaunfuckingbrecher&apos;s FACE right now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CIOA!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;-natalie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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