<?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-8436350523085607</id><updated>2011-10-30T13:55:54.289-07:00</updated><category term='paint'/><category term='BEST OF 2008'/><category term='Mtv'/><category term='funny'/><category term='movies'/><category term='falling out'/><category term='Music'/><category term='family'/><category term='rebels'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='song'/><category term='loneliness'/><category term='Olivia and Her Love'/><category term='Opinions'/><category term='play doh'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='jell-o'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>HOOLIGANtastic</title><subtitle type='html'>This web blog will be used as a canvas for my creativity. please read and comment! that's how I know your love is true!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-8276238245772444837</id><published>2009-06-22T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:00:22.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Man Up and Lie</title><content type='html'>MAN UP AND LIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me ten days to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;to man up and try&lt;br /&gt;It's just that it gets so hard&lt;br /&gt;because I know you are&lt;br /&gt;So perfect for me and I still believe&lt;br /&gt;but you've got to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;I wanna say I love you&lt;br /&gt;But i'm gunna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I'll say I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's a lie&lt;br /&gt;I wanna say I'll be with you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hold you your last nights&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell you how i feel&lt;br /&gt;but I've got to man up and lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me fate will only get you so far&lt;br /&gt;So grab your keys and get in the car&lt;br /&gt;You could sit at home and let it be fate&lt;br /&gt;Or drive to me on the interstate&lt;br /&gt;Come on before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I can wait&lt;br /&gt;I swear if you love me it won't be hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drive on the high way&lt;br /&gt;Going 95&lt;br /&gt;I catch her on airplane&lt;br /&gt;Just in time&lt;br /&gt;I kiss her like I mean it&lt;br /&gt;Before I say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, Goodbye, I lied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-8276238245772444837?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8276238245772444837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=8276238245772444837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8276238245772444837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8276238245772444837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2009/06/man-up-and-lie.html' title='Man Up and Lie'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-4638965365279861045</id><published>2009-05-17T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:21:10.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.megavideo.com/v/WSUWJCM15f8bcd2c310f898ceb1b4163c3fdb8cc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.megavideo.com/v/WSUWJCM15f8bcd2c310f898ceb1b4163c3fdb8cc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="480"&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/8436350523085607-4638965365279861045?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4638965365279861045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=4638965365279861045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4638965365279861045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4638965365279861045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2009/05/ya.html' title='ya'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-1550769363281981023</id><published>2009-05-08T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:43:49.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>In July</title><content type='html'>IN JULY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In July I go outside and there is the sun&lt;br /&gt;And I lied when I said "I love you" I've never loved anyone&lt;br /&gt;And I cried, but when I was done I was as empty as when I begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God strike me down on my path&lt;br /&gt;Let me know of your wrath&lt;br /&gt;This is all that I ask&lt;br /&gt;Let me feel your wrath &lt;br /&gt;So I may not stray from my path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In July I'm finally alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally a spectacle beheld&lt;br /&gt;With her eyes on the horizon&lt;br /&gt;She says what she felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the nights we go&lt;br /&gt;We become our own&lt;br /&gt;We intertwine in the meadows&lt;br /&gt;We go on our own in meadows &lt;br /&gt;As silent as those&lt;br /&gt;Who sneak past their foes&lt;br /&gt;We go, we go, we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God strike me down on my path&lt;br /&gt;Let me know of your wrath&lt;br /&gt;This is all that I ask&lt;br /&gt;Let me feel your wrath &lt;br /&gt;So I may not stray from my path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are innocent and naked in the water&lt;br /&gt;We are buoyant with the beliefs of our fathers&lt;br /&gt;We can do no wrong by them&lt;br /&gt;We are as precious as gems&lt;br /&gt;In the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fall I denounce my love and claim it for a fraud&lt;br /&gt;On my path I've lost my way and now cannot stand my God&lt;br /&gt;I shall not make you an idol or at your feet shall I laud&lt;br /&gt;As believers stomp their feet and at your deeds they applaud&lt;br /&gt;I shall be punished by the deacons who will whip me with rods&lt;br /&gt;God strike me down, strike me down! Now! Strike me down! Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In July I go outside and there is the sun&lt;br /&gt;And I lied when I said "I love you" I've never loved anyone&lt;br /&gt;And I cried, but when I was done I was as empty as when I begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never loved anyone but I may be loved in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I've never had a decent thing to say but there is July&lt;br /&gt;I've found myself in July&lt;br /&gt;I've lied and cried and a scoundrel am I, but I can fly&lt;br /&gt;I can fly in July with the sun outside &lt;br /&gt;And I am finally alive&lt;br /&gt;And I am finally alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-1550769363281981023?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1550769363281981023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=1550769363281981023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1550769363281981023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1550769363281981023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-july.html' title='In July'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-18197363323298322</id><published>2009-03-22T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:50:46.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Rockin Releases So Far</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I've gotten some of the bands on my this year's going to rock list.  I have This Providence, The Decemberists, New Found Glory, and A Day to Remember's releases.  Below I will evaluate their awesomeness in order of which ones I like best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.The Decemberists-The Hazards of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I listened to this I was nonplussed by it.  I've been a Decemberists fan for about 4 years now and this seemed a disappointing release with a few good moments here and there.  I decided to give it another listen because I thought I'd warm up to it.  And boy did I.  The songs are like puzzle pieces in the winding story that unfolds. While some pieces may be beautiful all on their own, It is best seen when they all slide aimlessly together forming a masterpiece.  Following the harder rock trend of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Crane Wife&lt;/span&gt; album The Hazards of Love comes across as a Folk/Metal/Rock Opera mash up that is amazingly not as awkward as it sounds.  It's my first 'gotta have on vinyl release of 2009. (I hope they release it on vinyl! *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.A Day to Remember-Homesick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I thought that this band was screamo back when they released &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;For Those Who Have Heart&lt;/span&gt;.  Honestly on this release I'm now leaning towards pop punk, but it's hard to call it that with such a thundering bass and the bite of McKinnon's throaty growl.  It certainly has pop punk sensibility though, complete with hand claps, group vocals, and massive hooks.  On the other end of the spectrum it hits pretty hard and there are some pretty fricken sweet breakdowns included.  I was sold from the first group vocals that opened the first track mimicking the heavy guitars that follow immediately after a cry of "Let's Go!".  I knew right there I was going to like this album a helluva lot.  And it's in no way a letdown even in it's (cringe!) ballads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3.New Found Glory-Not Without a Fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All pop punk bands better stop slouching and bring their A-Game, because New Found Glory (the self-proclaimed Kings of Pop Punk) have returned to the scene.  They're not breaking into dance music or wearing neon either, and Pundik isn't relying on Auto Tune to make his lyrics stick.  This is an NFG album.  If you have ever liked them in the past, you're going to like this album.  If that's all you needed to hear than feel free to stop reading.  So the last album released (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Coming Home&lt;/span&gt;) was softer to say the least than it's predecessors.  It was still an amazing release and rivals for one of my favorite albums by NFG.  If you thought they'd grown out of their genre and were post-pop punk, this album was their memo to you that you were dead wrong.  They bring all of their talent to the table releasing some of their catchiest music yet.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Don't Let Her Pull You Down&lt;/span&gt; is an anthem and a half, while &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Truck Stop Blues&lt;/span&gt; had me singing the chorus the second time I heard it.  The only fault of the record is it is too much the same.  All the NFG tactics are there, but they don't stray away from the formula much.  It's ends up being a great album, just not the most memorable in their already stacked catalogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Providence-Who Are You Now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start this one off negatively, just for kicks. Why would you ever redo &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My Beautiful Rescue&lt;/span&gt;?  It was perfect the way it was.  It didn't need to be transformed into some dance pop song.  Alright, griping over.  This album is definitely worth a listen, especially if you've never heard this band before.  While nothing is as snarky as &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Wolf In Sheep's Clothing&lt;/span&gt; was on their self titled release, it certainly does have it's glory filled moments.  My favorite of which is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;That Girl's A Trick&lt;/span&gt;.  I can't get enough of this song and it's the first one I go to if I want to be selective.  The album seems to have a different feel than the last.  I don't know where the Christian undertones went (maybe I'm just not reading enough into the lyrics), and they've gone more for a pop/rock approach rather than their Fueled By Ramen emo style.  It sounds a lot like &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Santi&lt;/span&gt; era The Academy Is... did. Which isn't bad to say the least, but I was hoping for a step up from their self titled rather than a step sideways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-18197363323298322?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/18197363323298322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=18197363323298322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/18197363323298322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/18197363323298322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2009/03/rockin-releases-so-far.html' title='Rockin Releases So Far'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-9100348422153717306</id><published>2009-02-24T16:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:17:15.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>This Year is Going To Rock!</title><content type='html'>Anyone else think that this WILL BE the year of pop punk? How can it not with all of the scene leaders pumping out albums? I don't know either.  It just has to be a sign that Brokencyde and other crap bands will be stomped out with amazing releases. Here's my list of albums that I'm looking forward to (not all are pop punk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Found Glory-Not Without A Fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/51/NotWithoutAFight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 394px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/51/NotWithoutAFight.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink-182- TBA&lt;br /&gt;Green Day-21st Century Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/78/21st_Century_Breakdown_Album_Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 900px; height: 900px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/78/21st_Century_Breakdown_Album_Cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chemical Romance-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Sum 41-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Relient K-TBA&lt;br /&gt;NOFX-Coaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/61/COASTERNOFX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/61/COASTERNOFX.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against Me!-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Billy Talent-III&lt;br /&gt;Set Your Goals-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Glassjaw-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Eve 6-TBA&lt;br /&gt;All Time Low-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Hellogoodbye-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Panic At The Disco-TBA&lt;br /&gt;MxPx-On the Cover II&lt;br /&gt;Matchbook Romance-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Cartel-Just Us vs. All The Others (not confirmed)&lt;br /&gt;Chiodos-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Paramore-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Say Anything-TBA&lt;br /&gt;The Mars Volta-Octahedron&lt;br /&gt;The Rocket Summer-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Saosin-TBA&lt;br /&gt;The Used-Artwork&lt;br /&gt;AFI-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Taking Back Sunday-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Cobra Starship-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Manchester Orchestra-Mean Everything to Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.absolutepunk.net/gallery/files/1/0/8/3/METNFINALCOVER.jpp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 549px; height: 507px;" src="http://www.absolutepunk.net/gallery/files/1/0/8/3/METNFINALCOVER.jpp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayday Parade-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Emery-In Shallow Seas We Set Sail&lt;br /&gt;Thrice-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Every Time I Die-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Envy on the Coast-TBA&lt;br /&gt;fun.-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Circa Survive-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Person L-TBA&lt;br /&gt;Modest Mouse-No One's Next and You're First&lt;br /&gt;Brand New-TBA&lt;br /&gt;The Audition-Self Titled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s5.tinypic.com/2quk655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1528px; height: 1528px;" src="http://s5.tinypic.com/2quk655.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ace Enders-When I Hit The Ground&lt;br /&gt;This Providence-Who Are You Now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://altpress.com/images/reviews/album_thisprovidencebig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 469px;" src="http://altpress.com/images/reviews/album_thisprovidencebig.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Decemberists-The Hazards of Love&lt;br /&gt;The Higher-It's Only Natural&lt;br /&gt;Nevershoutnever!-TBA&lt;br /&gt;The Secret Handshake-My Name Up In Lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i40.tinypic.com/289x8ag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/289x8ag.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday Parade-Tickets and Pasports&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-9100348422153717306?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/9100348422153717306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=9100348422153717306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/9100348422153717306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/9100348422153717306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2009/02/this.html' title='This Year is Going To Rock!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/289x8ag_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-1159509901907682904</id><published>2009-01-23T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:48:44.485-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>My God, My God, My God</title><content type='html'>Me and my friends all have mannerisms all different and uniquely our own&lt;br /&gt;And yet when we're with each other they all melt together&lt;br /&gt;My God this feels like home&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friends all have adventures and go on explorations&lt;br /&gt;And yet we don't need to do anything, no need for expectations&lt;br /&gt;My God this feels like love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{CHORUS}&lt;br /&gt;We just do what comes naturally&lt;br /&gt;and naturally it comes&lt;br /&gt;We don't live ephemerally&lt;br /&gt;or experience doldrums&lt;br /&gt;We are perfect the way that we are&lt;br /&gt;And you couldn't hurt us if you tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racing through the streets after curfew&lt;br /&gt;We know what it means to be alive&lt;br /&gt;Playing dangerously won't hurt you&lt;br /&gt;If you believe that you can't die&lt;br /&gt;My God this feels like drugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't hurt us if you tried&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't hurt us if you lied&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't hurt us if you died&lt;br /&gt;Because we're so alive. We're so alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer's settling in our skin so we can keep it for winter&lt;br /&gt;And in our friendship we'll glow as we huddle together for shelter&lt;br /&gt;My God this feels like home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-1159509901907682904?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1159509901907682904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=1159509901907682904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1159509901907682904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1159509901907682904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-god-my-god-my-god.html' title='My God, My God, My God'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-5090347861481263155</id><published>2009-01-11T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:12:55.296-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Bxstxrd</title><content type='html'>BXSTXRD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;The Preacher's son is a bxstxrd&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night, he's getting plastered&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning, he's getting pastored&lt;br /&gt;But he just sits there with a dead stare&lt;br /&gt;Nothing soaks in, Unbelief unspoken&lt;br /&gt;and he's going to hell faster and faster&lt;br /&gt;every day and as much as his father prays&lt;br /&gt;He's still a bxstxrd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He impregnated the cutest girl in school&lt;br /&gt;By following his interpretation of the golden rule&lt;br /&gt;What started with a simple bat of the eyes&lt;br /&gt;Now ends in something getting baptised and circumcised&lt;br /&gt;What started from a knock,knock, knock on the door ends with her knocked up&lt;br /&gt;It was out of wed lock, lock, lock, it seems this time he really fxxked up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya he's the damned &lt;br /&gt;The unholy son of Sam&lt;br /&gt;He's the antichrist or might as well be&lt;br /&gt;He's the congregations biggest enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-5090347861481263155?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5090347861481263155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=5090347861481263155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5090347861481263155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5090347861481263155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2009/01/bxstxrd.html' title='Bxstxrd'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-4014649474415506880</id><published>2008-12-05T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:18:40.323-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>This Is a Poem?</title><content type='html'>THIS IS A POEM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's act just like we're normal because we both know we're not&lt;br /&gt;We'll laugh because we hate ourselves but seriously we love ourselves&lt;br /&gt;And won't it be so ironic? Won't the kids just be so shocked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the sad thing Is we do wanna be just like them&lt;br /&gt;And they wouldn't take us&lt;br /&gt;So we're gunna show them we can be cool all on our own&lt;br /&gt;And that's why we rebelled in the first place&lt;br /&gt;And now we're gunna act just like them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone just not trying to prove himself?&lt;br /&gt;If there is, I'd surely love to meet him&lt;br /&gt;But then again it's probably an act&lt;br /&gt;So we want to act like we're not acting at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the worlds a stage then we're all the drama queens&lt;br /&gt;So caught up in our roles that we forget what it all means&lt;br /&gt;And What the hell does it all mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coolest kids are those who don't fit in at all&lt;br /&gt;Because they don't compromise or try to catch attention&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe they didnt have the guts or maybe they tried but failed to catch attention&lt;br /&gt;Either way they stayed the same &lt;br /&gt;And will be better for it in the end &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's act like we're normal&lt;br /&gt;So we know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;To act just like everyone we secretly want to be&lt;br /&gt;But are too proud to let it just be&lt;br /&gt;And what the hell does it all mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-4014649474415506880?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4014649474415506880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=4014649474415506880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4014649474415506880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4014649474415506880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-poem.html' title='This Is a Poem?'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-1180190294389685987</id><published>2008-12-05T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:52:29.400-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Nostalgia SchmaSchmalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc126/zryan79/BILLY_MADISON-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 528px; height: 551px;" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc126/zryan79/BILLY_MADISON-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I miss the simpler days of being a middle schooler and carpooling with my friends and their moms.  I miss playing N64 at my friends house with wicked games like James Bond: Eagle Eye. I miss being a rebel without a cause or a post pubescent voice.  I miss that crap and I'll prolly miss high school when I'm a college student.  So here's some flashback vids of some very influential songs of my awkward middle school years that led up to my now awkward high school years.  The difference is that then I wasn't trying to figure out who I was.  I just hung out with my friends. And this is what we were about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QDV4E9ldelM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QDV4E9ldelM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NKsQe31ApMs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NKsQe31ApMs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OBh0becnDg0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OBh0becnDg0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SIFh5wwkRZE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SIFh5wwkRZE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WkVx7km_enM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WkVx7km_enM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I wasn't cool enough to be into Midtown at the time, but if I had been exposed I would have definitely liked this as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBB0PqnqxZ0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBB0PqnqxZ0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-1180190294389685987?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1180190294389685987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=1180190294389685987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1180190294389685987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1180190294389685987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/12/nostalgia-schmaschmalgia.html' title='Nostalgia SchmaSchmalgia'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-3117303936847492018</id><published>2008-11-13T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:06:06.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>I Can Be Random!</title><content type='html'>you make jelly. we'll go on picnick sex hammers. today is farty bancharoo. let's get into GAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-3117303936847492018?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3117303936847492018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=3117303936847492018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3117303936847492018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3117303936847492018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-can-be-random.html' title='I Can Be Random!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-7370988882022176408</id><published>2008-11-13T19:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:09:56.629-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>If Life Is What You Make of It, I'll Make Mine a Circus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bridgeandtunnelclub.com/bigmap/citywide/curiosities/winter/19slush03-10-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 732px; height: 549px;" src="http://www.bridgeandtunnelclub.com/bigmap/citywide/curiosities/winter/19slush03-10-05.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I haven't vented on here for quite awhile.  Honestly, now that it's not summer, I don't have the same spirit as I did.  I loathe fall, it's probably the worst season known to man.  All those bright colors of life are now smeared with the muddy mush of slush.  The emo in me would love it, but this year I'm not in the mood to be moody and full of gloom.  This year, I want to start living the way that I want to and the way I should have been living all along.  I'm not perfect by far, but I'm trying to cut the crap a little.  I can be a real dick to people sometimes and I'm admittedly a very good alienator (apparently this isn't a real word, but it should be cuz it rocks.  I am the ALIENATOR. I digress).  A big part of me just wants to shut off my phone and listen to The Format while I read comic books.  This antisocial attitude is just the terrible season getting to me I guess.  For some reason seeing you favorite season just die away is really rough on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    On that same note, on Halloween there was a monster in my yard.  It was big and had gnashing teeth.  It tore down my trees in the front yard leaving my home barren and alien to me.  It was death on two wheels, and that's when I knew for sure that I hated fall.  Usually the leaves on the trees fall off making them naked and ugly, but this year they took the whole kit-and-kaboodle.  The sick part is that my parents didn't even ask me  before they had a bulldozer knock out some of my childhood scenery.  Ya, this season sucks hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Oh, and school? It just distracts me from my mental chi.  I get headaches all the time now and I've already had 4 standardized tests.  On my last ones I just gave up on the conceptual math and instead made pretty designs out of the sea of bubbles of the test sheet.  I haven't really seen any of my friends either.  They're busy now too.  Thank God that fall leads to winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sparkling wonderland filled with lights and family.  Something to look forward to I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-7370988882022176408?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7370988882022176408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=7370988882022176408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7370988882022176408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7370988882022176408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-life-is-what-you-make-of-it-ill-make.html' title='If Life Is What You Make of It, I&apos;ll Make Mine a Circus'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-5736661458107614089</id><published>2008-11-12T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:35:23.115-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>A Real Downer</title><content type='html'>A REAL DOWNER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;You're Letting Me Down, Down, Down&lt;br /&gt;That's all I ever hear&lt;br /&gt;Down, Down, Down, Everyday the same spiel&lt;br /&gt;Well if I'm Letting you down so much&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you lower your expectations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to keep living up to this person you think I am&lt;br /&gt;If I ever was this man, boy, I'll surely be damned&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't remember a time in my life&lt;br /&gt;When I was good enough&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know what, I'm good enough as it is&lt;br /&gt;And that's all there is&lt;br /&gt;To it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I've fallen off the beam&lt;br /&gt;I've quit every organized team&lt;br /&gt;But please don't give up on me&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how much that hurts&lt;br /&gt;You only make It worse&lt;br /&gt;I break down with every verse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down, Down, Down&lt;br /&gt;Down, Down, Down&lt;br /&gt;You're breaking me down&lt;br /&gt;Down, Down, Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-5736661458107614089?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5736661458107614089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=5736661458107614089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5736661458107614089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5736661458107614089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/11/real-downer-chorus-youre-letting-me.html' title='A Real Downer'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-6597184507955803082</id><published>2008-11-12T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:03:47.862-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEST OF 2008'/><title type='text'>Early, But I Wanna Get Some Nominees For Best Album of 2008</title><content type='html'>---In No Specific Order---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST OVERALL ALBUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive Durden-Razia's Shadow&lt;br /&gt;House of Heroes-The End Is Not The End&lt;br /&gt;MGMT-Oracular Spectacular&lt;br /&gt;Fleet Foxes-Fleet Foxes&lt;br /&gt;Death Cab For Cutie-Narrow Stairs&lt;br /&gt;Bon Iver-Dear Emma, Forever Ago&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Palmer-Who Killed Amanda Palmer?&lt;br /&gt;Anthony Green-Avalon&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Dog-Fate&lt;br /&gt;Good Old War- Only Way to be Alone&lt;br /&gt;Relient K-The Bird and The Bee Sides&lt;br /&gt;Jack's Mannequin-The Glass Passenger&lt;br /&gt;Jenny Lewis-Acid Tongue&lt;br /&gt;Lydia-Illuminate&lt;br /&gt;Paper Rival-Dialog&lt;br /&gt;Portugal. The Man-Censored Colors&lt;br /&gt;She and Him-Volume One&lt;br /&gt;Steel Train-Trampoline&lt;br /&gt;The Raconteurs- Consolers of the Lonely&lt;br /&gt;The Reign of Kindo-Chord and Melody&lt;br /&gt;The Matches- A Band In Hope&lt;br /&gt;Mindless Self Indulgence-If&lt;br /&gt;The Mountain Goats-Heretic Pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST IN POP PUNK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall Out Boy-Folie a Deux&lt;br /&gt;The Maine-Can't Stop Won't Stop&lt;br /&gt;Kid Down-I Want My Girlfriend Rich&lt;br /&gt;Relient K-Bird and the B-sides&lt;br /&gt;Sing It Loud-Come Around&lt;br /&gt;The Audition-Champion&lt;br /&gt;Hit the Lights-Skip School Start Fights&lt;br /&gt;Punchline-Just Say Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY PLEASURE ALBUMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3Oh!3-Want&lt;br /&gt;Danger Radio-Used and Abused&lt;br /&gt;The Cab-Whisper War&lt;br /&gt;The Medic Droid-What's Your Medium&lt;br /&gt;Runner Runner-Breakup Makeup&lt;br /&gt;The Audition-Champion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST DANCE IN YOUR PANTS ALBUMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mindless Self Indulgence-If&lt;br /&gt;Family Force Five-Dance or Die&lt;br /&gt;Innerpartysystem-Innerpartysystem&lt;br /&gt;Cash Cash-Cash Cash EP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST EP'S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motion City Soundtrack-Acoustic EP&lt;br /&gt;NeverShoutNever-The Yipee EP&lt;br /&gt;Hellogoodbye-The Ukulele EP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-6597184507955803082?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6597184507955803082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=6597184507955803082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6597184507955803082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6597184507955803082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/11/early-but-i-wanna-get-some-nominees-for.html' title='Early, But I Wanna Get Some Nominees For Best Album of 2008'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-3040802782991820819</id><published>2008-10-17T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:20:48.392-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>You're Only As Sick As You're Prescribed. Me, I'm Just Along For The Ride.</title><content type='html'>You smile so big that I think you're head might crack in half&lt;br /&gt;That would be a serious occurance, but I think that I might laugh&lt;br /&gt;Because that's just the state I'm in&lt;br /&gt;And you wouldn't want to get in an argument&lt;br /&gt;With someone in that predicament &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}:&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing it, I'm losing it&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost, drunk, falling in the street&lt;br /&gt;I'm a hazard to anyone I meet&lt;br /&gt;I lost you, lost you, lost you&lt;br /&gt;Because you were to good for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember those embers from the campfire no one knew we had&lt;br /&gt;It was just our secret that burnt down Stalingrad&lt;br /&gt;But in a funny way, that all makes me feel so glad&lt;br /&gt;Because that's just the state I'm in&lt;br /&gt;And you wouldn't want to get in an argument&lt;br /&gt;With someone in that predicament &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love bubble machines, I could watch them for hours&lt;br /&gt;Hazy little stupid dreams, lazing in the flowers&lt;br /&gt;I hate you with all that I have in me&lt;br /&gt;I hope you burn on for and eternity&lt;br /&gt;While I sit gazing, dreaming happily&lt;br /&gt;If you died I would laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you died I would laugh. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-3040802782991820819?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3040802782991820819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=3040802782991820819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3040802782991820819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3040802782991820819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/10/youre-only-as-sick-as-youre-prescribed.html' title='You&apos;re Only As Sick As You&apos;re Prescribed. Me, I&apos;m Just Along For The Ride.'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-3347479615750081408</id><published>2008-10-12T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T13:55:54.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Bands I've Seen Live</title><content type='html'>This list is more just for me, because I think it'd be a shame to see a band live and totally forget about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wallflowers, REO Speedwagon, Loser, Theory of a Deadman, Staind, Brighten, This Providence, All Time Low, Cute Is What We Aim For (x2), Alakrity, Illia, Willet, Chiodos, Paramore, Bayside, Hawthorne Heights, New Found Glory, Coheed and Cambria, Underoath, Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, The Spill Canvas, Relient K, Bring Me the Horizon, Cobra Starship, The Academy Is..., Gym Class Heroes, Between the Trees, Angels and Airwaves, Every Time I Die, Four Year Strong, Gil Mantera's Party Dream, Forever the Sickest Kids, Switchfoot, As I Lay Dying, The Human Abstract, 36 Crazy Fists, Trivium, Against Me!, Ted Leo and the Pharmacists, Future of the Left, Blink-182, Fall Out Boy, Panic! At the Disco, Chester French, Rehab (Unfortunately), Pomeroy, Lydia, Disco Curtis, You Me At Six, Deas Vail, Hey Monday, Mayday Parade, Artist Vs. Poet, We The Kings, The Summer Set, Something Corporate, The Morning Benders, The Black Keys, Oceano, Close Your Eyes, Venia, For Today, Texas In July, This Or The Apocolyspe, Deception of a Ghost, DM Smith, Sufjan Stevens, The Head and the Heart, Iron &amp; Wine, Into It. Over It., Andrew Jackson Jihad, Frank Turner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-3347479615750081408?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3347479615750081408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=3347479615750081408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3347479615750081408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3347479615750081408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/10/bands-ive-seen-live.html' title='Bands I&apos;ve Seen Live'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-5771037732568433687</id><published>2008-09-16T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:30:17.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Lemonade Stand</title><content type='html'>LEMONADE STAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life hands you lemons then make lemonade&lt;br /&gt;But if nobody's buying then you don't get paid&lt;br /&gt;And they cost too much for you to give them away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like me and my life aren't on the same page&lt;br /&gt;When I'm stuck here making minimum wage&lt;br /&gt;When in reality, I just wanna be miles and miles and miles away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things don't come to those who wait&lt;br /&gt;It takes good luck and a pretty face&lt;br /&gt;It takes timing and a powerful name&lt;br /&gt;If life hands you Starbucks then you've got it made&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-5771037732568433687?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5771037732568433687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=5771037732568433687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5771037732568433687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5771037732568433687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/09/lemonade-stand.html' title='Lemonade Stand'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-6801092859150944847</id><published>2008-08-07T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T20:38:42.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>This Isn't Over Yet</title><content type='html'>Once again there has been like a week or so gap in my blogging.  It's mainly because I'm still in utter shock from the warped tour!  It was amazing!!!!! I got to meet my heroes Relient K and see them perform live!  I also saw Bring Me the Horizon, and they have a crazy awesome live performance.  Even better I got to spend this with my friends, all of whom are irreplaceable to me.  I only wish I could have taken more of my friends, especially Nathan, who got jipped out of going.  On Sunday I leave for Chicago for vacation.  I hope that I'll still be posting stuff even on vacation.  Sorry that this is so not enough blog to cover my absence, but you still have all my love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-6801092859150944847?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6801092859150944847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=6801092859150944847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6801092859150944847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6801092859150944847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-isnt-over-yet.html' title='This Isn&apos;t Over Yet'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-2271092055129955778</id><published>2008-07-30T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:45:55.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Stay Out All Night, 'Cause Rest Is For The Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache.virtualtourist.com/2708235-Travel_Picture-Sunset_and_Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://cache.virtualtourist.com/2708235-Travel_Picture-Sunset_and_Flowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to break down on the first day of school.  I've been trying my best to block out all visions of textbooks and planners from my mind.  This summer can't end.  It's been so amazingly wonderful for me.  I don't want to watch the sun sink and drown in the depths of fall.  From my fourth of July drama to catching fireflies in the park.  To the future excursion to the Warped Tour with all my friend or summer camp nights talking around the fire.  This summer is my life.  I never want it to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the friends who make me smile when I'm depressed or hug me for no reason at all... you will always live in summer for me.  Let it never die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-2271092055129955778?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2271092055129955778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=2271092055129955778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2271092055129955778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2271092055129955778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/stay-out-all-night-cause-rest-is-for.html' title='Stay Out All Night, &apos;Cause Rest Is For The Dead'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-3381602271612343350</id><published>2008-07-30T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:25:26.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Ummmmmmmmm....... wtf?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/32WjO7IiHpI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/32WjO7IiHpI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/8436350523085607-3381602271612343350?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3381602271612343350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=3381602271612343350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3381602271612343350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3381602271612343350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/ummmmmmmmm-wtf.html' title='Ummmmmmmmm....... wtf?'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-4027994280522648983</id><published>2008-07-30T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T14:54:52.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Ahead Of Me</title><content type='html'>I wrote this after a particularly sucky day of work.  It's a song about staying optimistic.  I'm not suicidal by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHEAD OF ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get sick of this&lt;br /&gt;And I've had just about enough of it&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna blow my brains out&lt;br /&gt;I don't quit&lt;br /&gt;I just think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{CHORUS}&lt;br /&gt;I won't let myself forget&lt;br /&gt;That this isn't over yet&lt;br /&gt;And it's gunna be pretty great I bet&lt;br /&gt;I won't let myself forget&lt;br /&gt;That this isn't over yet&lt;br /&gt;Just you wait and see&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much more ahead of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping things sunny side up&lt;br /&gt;Just need a little more OJ in my cup&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be chipper as a new born babe&lt;br /&gt;Fully ready to take on the day&lt;br /&gt;Just you wait and see&lt;br /&gt;All the things I'll show you I can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{CHORUS}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-4027994280522648983?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4027994280522648983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=4027994280522648983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4027994280522648983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4027994280522648983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahead-of-me.html' title='Ahead Of Me'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-9106491110745134392</id><published>2008-07-29T13:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T13:22:37.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Year Older, and I Still Haven't Given Up</title><content type='html'>I'm officially seventeen.  Woopity doo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-9106491110745134392?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/9106491110745134392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=9106491110745134392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/9106491110745134392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/9106491110745134392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-year-older-and-i-still-havent.html' title='Another Year Older, and I Still Haven&apos;t Given Up'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-2571391029896424041</id><published>2008-07-28T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T13:20:14.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Friendship Is A Lot Like A Beartrap</title><content type='html'>To start with, sorry for any typos.  I'm at a friend's house and am using his wifi to blog off my mp3 player.  Like many of my topics, this entry has to do with friends and my ever going quest to understand them.  I still don't though.  What turns an acquaintance into a friend?  What are the qualifications and necessities of being one?    &lt;br /&gt;And when is it time to tell your friend that you want nothing to do with them?&lt;br /&gt;       I'm having some problems with a few of these questions.  It's weird that so much emotion goes into just an idea.  We feel the need for this idea, because we all want to be noticed and loved.  But beyond that need for human interaction, would there really be any grounds for friendship?  Are we all just working at selfish motives and want others to acknowledge our existence?&lt;br /&gt;       To all these hollow and depressing questions I have one thing to say: "Who the hell cares?"  This idea is real because we made it real.  It really seems to mean something because we need it to.  Without friendship or love, we break down to the bleak, bare underbelly of the human mind.  Which is where our society seems to be heading.&lt;br /&gt;     Do yourself and everyone else a favor and don't forget how to feel.  Don't forget friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-2571391029896424041?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2571391029896424041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=2571391029896424041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2571391029896424041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2571391029896424041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/friendship-is-lot-like-beartrap.html' title='Friendship Is A Lot Like A Beartrap'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-8693752586300259536</id><published>2008-07-24T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:29:05.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>I'm Officially Addicted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIlWgVxXJlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/J4U9-fhFPdo/s1600-h/sheep.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIlWgVxXJlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/J4U9-fhFPdo/s400/sheep.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226803956140156498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIlWgeJy1-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/_uA0j0dbwuY/s1600-h/bizkits.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIlWgeJy1-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/_uA0j0dbwuY/s400/bizkits.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226803958390118370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIlWghyHTlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EElZB-8I7JU/s1600-h/hugs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIlWghyHTlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EElZB-8I7JU/s400/hugs.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226803959364537938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIlWgv-ov1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Xb5xQhkNG5M/s1600-h/palmtrees.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIlWgv-ov1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Xb5xQhkNG5M/s400/palmtrees.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226803963175157586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I know.... even more.... I can't help it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-8693752586300259536?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8693752586300259536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=8693752586300259536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8693752586300259536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8693752586300259536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-officially-addicted.html' title='I&apos;m Officially Addicted!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIlWgVxXJlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/J4U9-fhFPdo/s72-c/sheep.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-8512126455902374317</id><published>2008-07-24T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T13:17:51.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Errbody Be Hatin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.wikia.com/nonsensopedia/images/thumb/1/19/Emo-bullshit.jpg/480px-Emo-bullshit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://images.wikia.com/nonsensopedia/images/thumb/1/19/Emo-bullshit.jpg/480px-Emo-bullshit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, polls are in: a good umm... NOBODY likes emo kids except for emo kids themselves.  If you don't believe me, I have proof and lots of it. Whole countries hate emos. Mexico, England, and Russia are all revolting on the growing scene.  Dumbest of all is that scene kids hate emos....... wait what? Ya, apparently they're not the same thing.  Emo kids are fine and lots of people think I'm emo.  I'm not though; I'm a sunshine emo at best.  At least I don't hate them though, geez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A la the PROOF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thedailyswarm.com/headlines/mob-emo-bashings-sweep-mexicotelevis-vjs-rants-inspire-violence/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-566481/Why-child-safe-sinister-cult-emo.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/magazine/7425450.stm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nme.com/news/my-chemical-romance/38392&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.smh.com.au/news/national/scene-kids-are-like-so-not-wannabe-emos/2008/03/29/1206207488553.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-8512126455902374317?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8512126455902374317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=8512126455902374317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8512126455902374317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8512126455902374317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/errbody-be-hatin.html' title='Errbody Be Hatin&apos;'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-5886236909656687244</id><published>2008-07-24T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T12:10:31.676-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Bring Me the Horizon- You Are..... Drunk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/437BPKr5cIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/437BPKr5cIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny interview video, that is, if you can understand it.  Drunk + Brittish = Barely Even Audible.  It's still rediculous and hilarious though.  Worth at least one watch.  Worth way more if you're a fan of the band.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-5886236909656687244?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5886236909656687244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=5886236909656687244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5886236909656687244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5886236909656687244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/bring-me-horizon-you-are-drunk.html' title='Bring Me the Horizon- You Are..... Drunk?'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-8316458824137220112</id><published>2008-07-22T22:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:09:07.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>MORE SHIRTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIa87JyD8DI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YOfRjYdvFcs/s1600-h/dancefront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIa87JyD8DI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YOfRjYdvFcs/s400/dancefront.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226072142034235442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIa87GYDcRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LXWN7nTr73g/s1600-h/icecreamfront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIa87GYDcRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LXWN7nTr73g/s400/icecreamfront.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226072141119844626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-8316458824137220112?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8316458824137220112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=8316458824137220112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8316458824137220112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8316458824137220112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-shirts.html' title='MORE SHIRTS'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIa87JyD8DI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YOfRjYdvFcs/s72-c/dancefront.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-3559003311793413804</id><published>2008-07-22T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T14:06:53.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>These Clothes Would Look Dang Good On You</title><content type='html'>Sorry If you're not in the area to get these shirts, but if you are I have several designs to choose from.  If you want one, let me know and I'll put you on the ordering list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIZLtBUTn7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/OVUWuoTDzTg/s1600-h/cupcakesfront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIZLtBUTn7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/OVUWuoTDzTg/s400/cupcakesfront.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225947654429843378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIZLtHk6rqI/AAAAAAAAAGM/76rTdn3QZ00/s1600-h/bombsfront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIZLtHk6rqI/AAAAAAAAAGM/76rTdn3QZ00/s400/bombsfront.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225947656110124706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIZLtQOrlNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9MWBcSB6xSw/s1600-h/exersizefront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIZLtQOrlNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/9MWBcSB6xSw/s400/exersizefront.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225947658432779474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIZLtnIlosI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Z_DMQa0FvCM/s1600-h/peacelovefront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIZLtnIlosI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Z_DMQa0FvCM/s400/peacelovefront.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225947664581239490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIZLtvetFJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4RnIXV3l7CU/s1600-h/sunshinefront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIZLtvetFJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4RnIXV3l7CU/s400/sunshinefront.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225947666821485714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-3559003311793413804?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3559003311793413804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=3559003311793413804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3559003311793413804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3559003311793413804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/these-clothes-would-look-dang-good-on.html' title='These Clothes Would Look Dang Good On You'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIZLtBUTn7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/OVUWuoTDzTg/s72-c/cupcakesfront.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-4245771175115660108</id><published>2008-07-22T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:00:12.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>SPOTLIGHT: Courtney and Hannah</title><content type='html'>Ok, so on my facebook group I'm having a spotlight section for anyone who wants their talents displayed on the webpage.  This is one from some friends I have from school. Check it out and tell them what you think of it in the comments! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OUT OF YOUR CONTROL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(verse 1)&lt;br /&gt;All these days you've been away I couldn't ask for more,&lt;br /&gt;I've got a freedom that I didn't know i had before,&lt;br /&gt;Now that your gone I feel that I can finally let go,&lt;br /&gt;Because your there and I am here and out of your control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(verse 2)&lt;br /&gt;I've got feeling deep inside me now that I can breath,&lt;br /&gt;I've got this look upon my face I know that you can't read,&lt;br /&gt;You think I'm crazy but you really gota let it go,&lt;br /&gt;Because your there and I am here and out of your control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Your there and I am her and it's not worth the fight,&lt;br /&gt;lets just move on and forget about each other's lives,&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong I'm ready now to fight my way,&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting stronger and it's easier to run, rather than stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(verse3)&lt;br /&gt;I see you walkin and I realize now that you can't breath,&lt;br /&gt;You've got this look upon your face and it just screams crazy,&lt;br /&gt;You've gone insane cuz you can't figure out my next move,&lt;br /&gt;Because your there and I am here and out of your control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Your there and I am her and it's not worth the fight,&lt;br /&gt;lets just move on and forget about each other's lives,&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong I'm ready now to fight my way,&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting stronger and it's easier to run, rather than..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bridge)&lt;br /&gt;Stayin forever, I'm leavein everything to you,&lt;br /&gt;(so you can) do what every you want to do with your life,&lt;br /&gt;But don't come cryin to be sayin how much your sorry,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm sick of the lies and the way that you brought me down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Your there and I am her and it's not worth the fight,&lt;br /&gt;lets just move on and forget about each other's lives,&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong I'm ready now to fight my way,&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting stronger, I'm getin Stronger, I'm getin STRONGER......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By, Hannah B. and Courtney V.B.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-4245771175115660108?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4245771175115660108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=4245771175115660108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4245771175115660108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4245771175115660108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/spotlight-courtney-and-hannah.html' title='SPOTLIGHT: Courtney and Hannah'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-1345550353095281423</id><published>2008-07-22T10:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T10:47:23.453-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Emo Overdone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIYdEdZpPPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/EFseALrfj4E/s1600-h/hellokit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIYdEdZpPPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/EFseALrfj4E/s400/hellokit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225896380058909938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now THIS ONE is one I made. Tell me whatcha think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-1345550353095281423?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1345550353095281423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=1345550353095281423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1345550353095281423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1345550353095281423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/emo-overdone.html' title='Emo Overdone'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SIYdEdZpPPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/EFseALrfj4E/s72-c/hellokit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-3573546666734878737</id><published>2008-07-22T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:54:16.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Fat Chicks + Clandestine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v624/mxpx8690/motivator9960505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v624/mxpx8690/motivator9960505.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I didn't make this, but I still think It's effin' funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-3573546666734878737?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3573546666734878737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=3573546666734878737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3573546666734878737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3573546666734878737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/fat-chicks-clandestine.html' title='Fat Chicks + Clandestine'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-262785845368681104</id><published>2008-07-20T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T00:34:53.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>The Future's So Bright</title><content type='html'>Sorry for any typos, as they are inevitable while using my archos to blog. It's late right now, and me being a nocturnal beast, I have yet to count enough sheep to lull myself into an unconscious state.  So, instead, I've decided to blog.  Just about some things that have been on my mind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth is a privilage, a sacred blessing, and a divine excuse to be wreckless.  Those who are young are often told that they should stay young because it's the best time of life.  Youth often translates to beauty.  The media latches on to the idea and rips it to shreds while trying to sell their crappy department store sweaters.  What could possibly top ths golden age of irrespomsibility?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a teen drama movie fan like me, you may have seen a little movie called The Breakfast Club.  If so, you may have noted on some of the film's core themes; one of which was that your soul dies when you grow up.  My immediate answer to that is, "Not if I have anything to do with it."  But I do think that many people just allow their hearts to shrivel up and croak.  They get so wrapped up in the monotony of their day to day lives that they forget how amazing the world around them truly is.  Ya, I know, it's a little deep for someone who has been around on the planet about as long as cell phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these thoughts, the next location is development.  Not too difficult.  Anytime an anxiety arizes or the human brain switces to co pilot due to lack of emotional response. Personally, I just try to remind myself that where I'm at is only on the road to where I want to be.  It generally makes the situation seem petty compared to the big picture.  The big picture isn't so much a picture as it is a puzzle built up of all the small things that make you smile.  Once you notice and acknowledge those things do you begin to see the bigger picture which help keep your soul alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, this leads to the future.  For me, I know that a lot will change and opportunities will take me in directions I hadn't invisioned myself going in.  With this in mind, there are only a few things that I want out of life: to stay optimistic, to be around friends and family, to be doing something with my life to be proud of, and to never ever lose sight of how much love can make a difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-262785845368681104?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/262785845368681104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=262785845368681104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/262785845368681104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/262785845368681104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/futures-so-bright.html' title='The Future&apos;s So Bright'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-6117091296060522233</id><published>2008-07-19T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T18:22:57.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Pop Culture Is Like a Fine Wine That Gets Wasted At a Frat Party</title><content type='html'>This song is a total callout to fake bands who think they're cool because they can use bits and pieces of whatever they've picked up from TMZ that evening. This means you, Sell Out Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP CULTURE IS LIKE A FINE WINE THAT GETS WASTED AT A FRAT PARTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;If hips don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You must be a good lover&lt;br /&gt;Because you dance like none other&lt;br /&gt;I wish my hips could lie&lt;br /&gt;Because my steps have stutter&lt;br /&gt;And my moves are like butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to ruin things by being myself&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could be cool like Slater off Saved By the Bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I'm trying to be clever?&lt;br /&gt;Picking on pop culture&lt;br /&gt;Like it's the meat and I'm the vulture&lt;br /&gt;But I'm feeling lazy&lt;br /&gt;So I think I'll name drop Patrick Shwayze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is everything you want to hear and more&lt;br /&gt;It's too much for your ear thus it becomes a bore&lt;br /&gt;It's becoming all to clear that following the clichés is the way to score&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Rogers and Mr. T&lt;br /&gt;Got in a bar fight with Barney&lt;br /&gt;And High School Musical had a baby&lt;br /&gt;And it's name was redundancy&lt;br /&gt;That's all, goodbye, peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-6117091296060522233?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6117091296060522233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=6117091296060522233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6117091296060522233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6117091296060522233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/pop-culture-is-like-fine-wine-that-gets.html' title='Pop Culture Is Like a Fine Wine That Gets Wasted At a Frat Party'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-853811154441552630</id><published>2008-07-19T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T18:10:50.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Joker: You Are my Freakin' Manlover!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://politicsoffthegrid.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/dark_knight_joker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://politicsoffthegrid.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/dark_knight_joker.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so sorry I've neglected to post this until right now, but I don't really care. Jk, Jk, I love everyone who takes the time of day to look at my blog! I'll bake you cookies! I'll do it! I swear.&lt;br /&gt;       Anyways, I'll make a tab to be more professional and less rambling.  Ummmm... batman movie? TITS. Sorry for the profanity, but this movie rocked my socks off in the most epic way that socks have been rocked in all of history!  Every single word that comes out of Heath Ledger's posthumous and scarred to frick face is dazzlingly brilliant.  There are parts of this move that had me dropping my jaw into my proverbial popcorn.  If I haven't summed up how much your life does not matter if you have not seen this movie, look at this review from Jason Tate from absolutepunk (http://www.absolutepunk.net/journal.php?do=showentry&amp;e=41711), hey, he knows his sxxt and his sxxt is fricken Dark Knight. Oh, and WATCH THIS EFFIN MOVIE BEFORE I BLOW YOU UP WITH THE HEAT VISION I WISH I HAD RIGHT NOW!!!!!!! That's not a threat, It's a promise. bxxch! &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;&lt;br /&gt;jk, jk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-853811154441552630?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/853811154441552630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=853811154441552630' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/853811154441552630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/853811154441552630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/joker-you-are-my-freakin-manlover.html' title='Joker: You Are my Freakin&apos; Manlover!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-7182106006996079069</id><published>2008-07-19T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T18:11:09.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Jack and Alex: You Are TOO Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-dlYLPmutjw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-dlYLPmutjw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAWL. This video is great, they are so clever and sarcastic!  "I would cut off his legs, and then he could ride no bicycles! except with his hands, bxxch!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-7182106006996079069?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7182106006996079069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=7182106006996079069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7182106006996079069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7182106006996079069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/jack-and-alex-you-are-too-funny.html' title='Jack and Alex: You Are TOO Funny'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-6365730748090198236</id><published>2008-07-17T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T19:16:30.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Quiet Times</title><content type='html'>I have a friend who I spent last night with who said something very wise whether she knew it or not.  She said, "Sometimes the best times are the quiet times where no one speaks."  Pretty simple in theory, but she totally has a point.  You know that your friends are true if you can just sit and shut up without getting awkward.  It's like there's an understood conversation going on, and one that is more important than just messing around.  This is what it was like as we laid in the park together (her, her boyfriend, and me).  After which it turned to dusk and they shared some romantic time by themselves while I caught fireflies.  Ya, this all happened after I got ditched at the coffee shop.  All in all, a pretty amazing day off.  I also made some new graphics for advertising my blog!  Feel free to post them anywhere and everywhere, because I'd love the advertising!  Stay the way you are, because that's the way I love you best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SH_82Vs3RgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Pt7wuLjUdhQ/s1600-h/much+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SH_82Vs3RgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Pt7wuLjUdhQ/s400/much+love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224172103241516546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SH_82igAXUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/b6u-fq2HppI/s1600-h/LOVE!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SH_82igAXUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/b6u-fq2HppI/s400/LOVE!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224172106677247298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-6365730748090198236?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6365730748090198236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=6365730748090198236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6365730748090198236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6365730748090198236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/quiet-times.html' title='Quiet Times'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SH_82Vs3RgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Pt7wuLjUdhQ/s72-c/much+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-2336828359621670601</id><published>2008-07-16T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:15:31.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Coffee Shop Soundtrack</title><content type='html'>So I'm just chillaxin at my local coffee shop while enjoying the free wifi they offer.  It's my day off from work and it's pretty nice to be able to just sit and not have any responsibilities. I kinda got ditched here by friends, but it's all good because other friends are gunna pick me up. Either way, I'm feeling very independent at the moment and still pretty cool to be blogging mobily. Anyways, I better go before my battery totally dies. much love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-2336828359621670601?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2336828359621670601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=2336828359621670601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2336828359621670601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2336828359621670601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/coffee-shop-soundtrack.html' title='Coffee Shop Soundtrack'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-4299609142449847049</id><published>2008-07-15T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T18:55:06.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Meant For This</title><content type='html'>I noticed a shortage of songs being posted lately so I'd thought I'd rectify it with a little diddy! Oh and it's not about me or anyone really, I just came up with a few rhymes that worked and sounded nice. Sorry for those who thought I had a sweetheart. I'm a heartbreaker, what can I say. (kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEANT FOR THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your picture makes a perfect fixture&lt;br /&gt;On my wall&lt;br /&gt;A mixture of love and fear; an elixer&lt;br /&gt;That says it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;We were meant for this&lt;br /&gt;Even though we were star-crossed &lt;br /&gt;And had love lost&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty clear&lt;br /&gt;We were meant for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your photo makes a healthy addition to my wallet&lt;br /&gt;My little sunshine: at least that's what I call it&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to see you when I grab my money&lt;br /&gt;To remind me that I still have something&lt;br /&gt;To call my own&lt;br /&gt;You call me at home&lt;br /&gt;Even though I have a cell phone&lt;br /&gt;You say you like to have dial tone&lt;br /&gt;And it's less fun to play alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;We were meant for this&lt;br /&gt;Even though we were star-crossed &lt;br /&gt;And had love lost&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty clear&lt;br /&gt;We were meant for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like the way the summer radiates our skin&lt;br /&gt;That aroma&lt;br /&gt;Of melanoma&lt;br /&gt;It's better to get burned than not to have let it in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;We were meant for this&lt;br /&gt;Even though we were star-crossed &lt;br /&gt;And had love lost&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty clear&lt;br /&gt;We were meant for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were meant for this&lt;br /&gt;We were meant for this&lt;br /&gt;We were meant for this&lt;br /&gt;Our love is endlessness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-4299609142449847049?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4299609142449847049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=4299609142449847049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4299609142449847049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4299609142449847049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/meant-for-this.html' title='Meant For This'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-1128364521244759612</id><published>2008-07-15T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T18:42:10.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Chya I'm Ready for More TAI!</title><content type='html'>So, Santi was dece, I'll give them that. In no way at all does it compare to this amazingness though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/theacademyis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-1128364521244759612?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1128364521244759612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=1128364521244759612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1128364521244759612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1128364521244759612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/chya-im-ready-for-more-tia.html' title='Chya I&apos;m Ready for More TAI!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-4412398871693994079</id><published>2008-07-13T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:41:10.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Hide and Go Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1237/1318025368_a83a1f2aa8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1237/1318025368_a83a1f2aa8_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide and go seek is a totally silly game that no one over the age of ten should play... but of course, being me, I did.  It was generally fun and pretty generic in the outcomes.  This all led me to a deeper meaning to unravel behind the metaphor of the game.  We all have the tendencies to hide our true feelings behind some facade or another.  Some people want to be taken seriously, so they only do things that are considered socially acceptable and this fakeness in the end is what totally gives their weak inner hider away.  Others may pretend to be happy and on the inside really feel like a hollow vast pit.  Or maybe it's none of these things, but in some way we're hiding something from the world.  So who's going to seek it? True love is having someone find out your flaws and telling you that they don't care.  Not just the mushy kind of love as seen on any ABC Family made for TV movie, but real love that's shared between people who can bear to co-exist with each other.  I want to seek out your problems. I want to be your solution. I want to be the first to show you how much you matter.  If this sounds dumb than you obviously don't know me. &lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-4412398871693994079?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4412398871693994079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=4412398871693994079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4412398871693994079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4412398871693994079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/hide-and-go-seek.html' title='Hide and Go Seek'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-8738224546139413471</id><published>2008-07-13T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:23:55.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>ARHOS You've come home to me!</title><content type='html'>I'm going to have to make his message pretty short because I'm still getting used to the touch screen keyboard on my wonderful mp3 player that I just got back. Writing this out took me like 5 minutes! The important thing is that I can now blog mobile! Hate to brag, but I'm feeling pretty techno advanced right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-8738224546139413471?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8738224546139413471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=8738224546139413471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8738224546139413471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8738224546139413471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/arhos-youve-come-home-to-me.html' title='ARHOS You&apos;ve come home to me!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-7670210296659527664</id><published>2008-07-12T11:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:21:45.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week Later, And I Haven't Given Up</title><content type='html'>Wow! The last time I posted was on the 4th!  A lot of crazy stuff has happened since then and it feels like it's been an eternity ago!  So, the reason I haven't been posting at all was because I was at Boy Scout camp.  Ya, it sounds lame, but I had a REALLY amazing time.  I'm hoping to get some pictures of it and even some video.  I'm back though, and I'll be posting regularly once again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-7670210296659527664?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7670210296659527664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=7670210296659527664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7670210296659527664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7670210296659527664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/week-later-and-i-havent-given-up.html' title='A Week Later, And I Haven&apos;t Given Up'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-3138623622810910117</id><published>2008-07-04T12:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T13:32:25.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Why So Many?</title><content type='html'>Sorry for posting so much today, I'm REALLY bored and have nothing better to do.  So, I have an addiction to absolutepunk.net and I frequently look at the comments people leave.  I find it wierd though how almost EVERY avatar on there has a picture of some random person but with joker eyes and smile and the text "Why So Serious?".  Ya, so I guess everyones pumped for that movie to come out? Idk, I thought I'd jump on the bandwagon and make some parody ones! Tell me what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SG6IBi-tA7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/HM9ylG5XxPU/s1600-h/seacomplete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SG6IBi-tA7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/HM9ylG5XxPU/s400/seacomplete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219258578320032690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SG6IJ5RwlnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/42RPc5LtFQc/s1600-h/berries%2Band%2Bcreamcomplete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SG6IJ5RwlnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/42RPc5LtFQc/s400/berries%2Band%2Bcreamcomplete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219258721744492146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SG6Id1sQLhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OEeHo8kBeWg/s1600-h/rosiecomplete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SG6Id1sQLhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/OEeHo8kBeWg/s400/rosiecomplete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219259064379256338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SG6ItHIBbnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vml-6IrQM2E/s1600-h/yogabba%21complete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SG6ItHIBbnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vml-6IrQM2E/s400/yogabba%21complete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219259326757170802" 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/8436350523085607-3138623622810910117?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3138623622810910117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=3138623622810910117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3138623622810910117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3138623622810910117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-so-many.html' title='Why So Many?'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SG6IBi-tA7I/AAAAAAAAAFE/HM9ylG5XxPU/s72-c/seacomplete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-2462514931016976853</id><published>2008-07-04T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:33:23.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>The Sandlot 4th of July</title><content type='html'>If this clip doesn't say Independence Day, I don't know what does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4_8RDNMpASo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4_8RDNMpASo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/8436350523085607-2462514931016976853?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2462514931016976853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=2462514931016976853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2462514931016976853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2462514931016976853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/sandlot-4th-of-july.html' title='The Sandlot 4th of July'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-8442203755423562260</id><published>2008-07-04T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:23:37.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Happy Wiener Firework Summer Flag Wavy Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SG54j9E_G9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/0e_CMt61lX0/s1600-h/lilgirlcomplete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SG54j9E_G9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/0e_CMt61lX0/s400/lilgirlcomplete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219241577255214034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Gretta loves Independence Day!  To bad she was bit by a rabid eagle!  She's still going to have a good time though because she's very patriotic!  Yay Gretta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-8442203755423562260?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8442203755423562260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=8442203755423562260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8442203755423562260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8442203755423562260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-wiener-firework-summer-flag-wavy.html' title='Happy Wiener Firework Summer Flag Wavy Day!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SG54j9E_G9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/0e_CMt61lX0/s72-c/lilgirlcomplete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-1266986758641042096</id><published>2008-07-03T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:13:35.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>If My Forehead Could Vomit, It Would</title><content type='html'>I had a very long night at my job.  I won't bore you with details, but let's just say I feel pretty crummy.  I hope that you don't feel the same.  I hope you feel like everything is magic and you're the alchemist.  I could be the alchemist, to make you feel better.  But first I need some sleep, because I have a headache the size of Montana. &lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-1266986758641042096?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1266986758641042096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=1266986758641042096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1266986758641042096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1266986758641042096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-my-forehead-could-vomit-it-would.html' title='If My Forehead Could Vomit, It Would'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-3881952522211606744</id><published>2008-07-03T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:05:06.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Blazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://graememitchell.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/rooftop_at_night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://graememitchell.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/rooftop_at_night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLAZING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the answer is no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you tell me so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or would you tell me otherwise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't feed me lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't beat yourself up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lift your chin to the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're so better than this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the satalites and the stars collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the fireflies fall from the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's raining light in the sky tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so amazing and blazing with light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on a night like tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can't you feel alive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like the world could forget me in an instant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like giving it all up to die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the world lives out their lives, and if one was missing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who would really miss it? Would I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rode to your house on my bike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just in time to see you on the rooftop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I screamed "You don't wanna end it tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me talk, and please just please stop!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said, "what do I have to life for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can I really offer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'll give up the ghost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world's so hard, that the ground seems softer"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You don't wanna die like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think of all the life you'll miss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came hear to save you from yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just listen to me, and I can be of help"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't beat yourself up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lift your chin to the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're so much better than this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me save your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever you feel down and out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't be rash, we can talk it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what friendship's all about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you and me like brothers we'll be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lifted to the sky, I have no doubt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the answer is no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just let me know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'll show you how much you mean to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-3881952522211606744?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3881952522211606744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=3881952522211606744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3881952522211606744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3881952522211606744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/blazing.html' title='Blazing'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-8424397634046988510</id><published>2008-07-02T13:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:33:51.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Jenny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGvmGLScrfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EkQmejRviHs/s1600-h/creepcomplete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGvmGLScrfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EkQmejRviHs/s400/creepcomplete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218517587022622194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeding sucks. That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-8424397634046988510?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8424397634046988510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=8424397634046988510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8424397634046988510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8424397634046988510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/jenny.html' title='Jenny.'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGvmGLScrfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EkQmejRviHs/s72-c/creepcomplete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-7826954009662062556</id><published>2008-07-02T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:19:23.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>My History In Loving RK</title><content type='html'>The first time I ever heard of Relient K was at summer camp where they were singing it at a camp sing-along night.  Then a year later my two best friends pretty much forced me to download a bunch of their songs.  I was a little uneasy at first, but as I listened to the words and their subcontext, I start to like them more and more.  There has been several times when I have started to lose faith and than a Relient K song turned me back around.  It's easy to believe when you hear Matt Thiessen sing. No one can deny that his lyrics are double dipped in love.   In the 8th grade, I went as far to write an essay on how Matt Thiessen was my hero.  That was the same year I purchased my first full RK cd which was Mmhmm.  In the 9th grade I had a girlfriend who asked me to pick 'our' song.  I chose a Relient K song.  And this year, finally I'm going to see them in their full glory in concert!  It's been a musical and happy road with me and RK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like how RK sounds, try out: The Rocket Summer, Hellogoodbye, and Mae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-7826954009662062556?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7826954009662062556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=7826954009662062556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7826954009662062556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7826954009662062556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-history-in-loving-rk.html' title='My History In Loving RK'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-4382266705958438007</id><published>2008-07-02T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T12:53:47.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Revenge is a Meal Often Followed With Humble Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGvcxbapmLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CgCkdhg3dJY/s1600-h/tacohumble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGvcxbapmLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CgCkdhg3dJY/s400/tacohumble.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218507334970087602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you  remember&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/take-that-former-employer-your-past.html"&gt; this little post &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I was feeling quite the victor of my previous job during, you'd probably note how entirely cocky I was during the who 'revenge' thing.  Ya, well, cumupence has been served on a hot plate with beans and guacamole.  See, my dad's the one who convinced me to take pervasive action on the late night vengeance filled dining, but he then a week later groveled to the manager to give me a job.  Ya, I don't know, I don't get it either.  Point being, I'm back working at the place I thought I had rid myself of, and I'm going to be closing with that lucky person I screwed over for a night. Greeeaaat. But I'm never one to complain and I'm sure that I can work through this and eventually be a winner at last.  Hey, at least the hours are good.&lt;a href="http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/take-that-former-employer-your-past.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-4382266705958438007?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4382266705958438007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=4382266705958438007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4382266705958438007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4382266705958438007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/revenge-is-meal-often-followed-with.html' title='Revenge is a Meal Often Followed With Humble Pie'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGvcxbapmLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CgCkdhg3dJY/s72-c/tacohumble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-958709390733518421</id><published>2008-07-01T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:35:48.697-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Relient K Has Once Again Saved My Life</title><content type='html'>For many reasons, RK vie for my heart's true favorite band.  They can inevitably do  nothing wrong in my eyes.  Their new EP with it's 26 tracks doesn't prove this wrong.  So to celebrate how amazing I find RK, I'm going to do some extra special things with the blog. Watch me go! Matt Theissen was actually my hero for an 8th grade English report.  I can't help but smile when I listen to their sweet music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-958709390733518421?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/958709390733518421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=958709390733518421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/958709390733518421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/958709390733518421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/07/relient-k-has-once-again-saved-my-life.html' title='Relient K Has Once Again Saved My Life'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-7656644825103157974</id><published>2008-06-30T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:34:41.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Danger Radio Album Stream!</title><content type='html'>These guys are really sugary and catchy! Listen to their new album Used and Abused on AP.net. Link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.absolutepunk.net/artists/showlink.php?do=showdetails&amp;amp;l=6611"&gt;http://www.absolutepunk.net/artists/showlink.php?do=showdetails&amp;amp;l=6611&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-7656644825103157974?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7656644825103157974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=7656644825103157974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7656644825103157974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7656644825103157974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/danger-radio-album-stream.html' title='Danger Radio Album Stream!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-3684715273431007293</id><published>2008-06-29T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:29:51.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>If Summer was a Sport, I'd Be an Athlete</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGhvOKbfiqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4gkuMlPtBGI/s1600-h/n774910522_3419468_1077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217542457417239202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGhvOKbfiqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4gkuMlPtBGI/s400/n774910522_3419468_1077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGhvD3bQQfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7FK-JzJs0ZQ/s1600-h/n774910522_3417840_8756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217542280517272050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGhvD3bQQfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7FK-JzJs0ZQ/s400/n774910522_3417840_8756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGhu9RbdMEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HHMuxWfPnpI/s1600-h/n774910522_3417837_7893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217542167238357058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGhu9RbdMEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HHMuxWfPnpI/s400/n774910522_3417837_7893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3417828_5294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3417828_5294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3417806_9316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3417806_9316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3417811_681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3417811_681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3417820_3083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v275/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3417820_3083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kite flying was amazing, and I got some really good photos too. Tell me what you think please! I'd love to know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-3684715273431007293?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3684715273431007293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=3684715273431007293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3684715273431007293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3684715273431007293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-summer-was-sport-id-be-athlete.html' title='If Summer was a Sport, I&apos;d Be an Athlete'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGhvOKbfiqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4gkuMlPtBGI/s72-c/n774910522_3419468_1077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-5954391789767000175</id><published>2008-06-29T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T13:43:17.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Beds in the Yard</title><content type='html'>It's no secret, I really like to be outside under my favorite tree.  And I really like cloudless nights with a thousand stars.  So, the plan is, to get some old bedsprings from the nursing hom my mom works at and set them up outside.  I really love the idea, because it just seems so odd and whimsical to me.  Hopefully everything works out for me.  Also, today my brother and I are flying kites..... I love this season! It just reminds me of how much love there is left in the world.  All the love in me, I give to you.  Thank you if you read this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-5954391789767000175?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5954391789767000175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=5954391789767000175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5954391789767000175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5954391789767000175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/beds-in-yard.html' title='Beds in the Yard'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-8295718801984863133</id><published>2008-06-28T10:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T10:29:53.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia and Her Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 14</title><content type='html'>There was once a house of glass&lt;br /&gt;With the master of the manor being a man of&lt;br /&gt;Very mysterious manners&lt;br /&gt;He would glance at anyone who happened to pass&lt;br /&gt;Outside his window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, indeed, it's quite hard to sneak up on someone who has a house of glass&lt;br /&gt;No, this gentleman did not fit the standards&lt;br /&gt;But that's awful hard to do when your house is a terrible mass&lt;br /&gt;Of clear sand and crystal, oh so brittle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fiances  had now spotted the house and the gentleman inside&lt;br /&gt;For  who could miss him in his  crystal  abyss&lt;br /&gt;Of tears freshly cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple said that they were tired from the trip&lt;br /&gt;And the master of the manor promised to keep good fellowship&lt;br /&gt;"And apart from having quirks everything in the house works,"&lt;br /&gt;He assured them, "And as a house it's quite alright."&lt;br /&gt;So the couple said they'd stay, if only for the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master was actually good with confrontation&lt;br /&gt;Except that mid conversation&lt;br /&gt;He'd break out in tongues&lt;br /&gt;He said that they were special blessings from the Lord, that built up in his lungs&lt;br /&gt;"And besides some of my quirks, I'm still in my right mind"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-8295718801984863133?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8295718801984863133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=8295718801984863133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8295718801984863133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8295718801984863133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/olivia-and-her-love-chapter-14.html' title='Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 14'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-5939823197720277885</id><published>2008-06-28T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T09:54:54.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Bird and the Bee Sides Preview!</title><content type='html'>On amazon you can get snippets of the entire new album by Relient K!!! follow this link for happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.amazon.com/gp/recsradio/radio/B001AS6WBC/ref=pd_krex_dp_a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-5939823197720277885?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5939823197720277885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=5939823197720277885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5939823197720277885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5939823197720277885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/bird-and-bee-sides-preview.html' title='Bird and the Bee Sides Preview!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-1556836929709825526</id><published>2008-06-28T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T10:29:23.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia and Her Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 13</title><content type='html'>This chapter holds quite a fateful number&lt;br /&gt;An Omen, a curse, that predicts future blunders&lt;br /&gt;and in this case it is much the same&lt;br /&gt;But for the young man and his bride to be&lt;br /&gt;Luck has seemed never to agree&lt;br /&gt;And it seems that there's always a cloud of rain&lt;br /&gt;And when there's rain, there's thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending tender moments by the shore&lt;br /&gt;They vowed never to see this town anymore&lt;br /&gt;They could only do damage by staying&lt;br /&gt;But in leaving they've done worse by far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the night about and the lantern fraying&lt;br /&gt;As they left the town, they'd leave a scar&lt;br /&gt;The man took out a candle&lt;br /&gt;And then took out a match&lt;br /&gt;Thew that at his feet&lt;br /&gt;Which was more than the dry leaves could handle&lt;br /&gt;Because instantly they started to catch&lt;br /&gt;And out of them was to hatch&lt;br /&gt;The small town's defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple vowed that as they left they wouldn't look back&lt;br /&gt;But if they had they'd see the town lit&lt;br /&gt;By them not wanting to hurt the people they charred them black&lt;br /&gt;And neither of the two knew a bit&lt;br /&gt;That as they walked out of town, it was on fire along with every person in it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-1556836929709825526?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1556836929709825526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=1556836929709825526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1556836929709825526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1556836929709825526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/olivia-and-her-love-chapter-13.html' title='Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 13'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-6414709738428637606</id><published>2008-06-27T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:35:49.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I'll Give Until There's Nothing Left</title><content type='html'>Doing things for your friends can get expensive.... and pretty anoying, just ask the random lady at Wal Mart I flipped out on over a Vitamin Water secretly bought behind my back. Ya, it's complicated. Let's just say I'm not proud of the way I acted.  But by the end of the night a thought occured to me while I was stewing in guilt.  That thought is: Money comes and goes, friendship lasts a lifetime.  If you live your life by this, having expenses won't get in the way of being a generous person to people that probably need a good friend who'll buy things for them.  So needless to say I decided to spread some more love and bought my mom a shake at a certain fast food chain.  I also drew my dad a picture to tell him how much he's appreciated.  And I'm always generous when it comes to love and guidance, so if you need advice or just someone to tell you that they'll be there for you, don't be afraid to ask.  &lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-6414709738428637606?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6414709738428637606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=6414709738428637606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6414709738428637606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6414709738428637606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/ill-give-until-theres-nothing-left.html' title='I&apos;ll Give Until There&apos;s Nothing Left'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-6081548884555283194</id><published>2008-06-27T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T15:33:53.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Kiss Off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3385914_9992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3385914_9992.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KISS OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{CHORUS}&lt;br /&gt;She likes to dance&lt;br /&gt;I know because she boogied all over my grave&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Kiss Off!"&lt;br /&gt;And I said, "Now girl, behave"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's feisty&lt;br /&gt;She's spicy&lt;br /&gt;Good thing she likes me&lt;br /&gt;Or it could be pricey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the gun inside my hand&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me, babe&lt;br /&gt;She's got the pistol by the handle&lt;br /&gt;But it's just a game we play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the cutest little trainwreck I've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;You've got meltdown down to a science&lt;br /&gt;You're more woman that I can conceive&lt;br /&gt;It's electric, I can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubblegum baby&lt;br /&gt;ice cream darling&lt;br /&gt;cotton candy lady&lt;br /&gt;you're so alarming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to dance&lt;br /&gt;I know because she boogied all over my grave&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Kiss Off!"&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Kiss Off!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-6081548884555283194?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6081548884555283194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=6081548884555283194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6081548884555283194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6081548884555283194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/kiss-off.html' title='Kiss Off!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-8964307865391927560</id><published>2008-06-27T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T15:12:14.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I Need a Time Warp Because I Can't Wait for Waped '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGVlplI19LI/AAAAAAAAAEM/idIlFk0Atw0/s1600-h/warped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGVlplI19LI/AAAAAAAAAEM/idIlFk0Atw0/s400/warped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216687508396831922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got my new Alternative Press magazine and I'm pretty sure that I'm SUPER pumped to go.  Because of recent drama with friends, I was considering not even showing up for it.... but now, I'm thinking, "Screw it! If they don't wanna go, it's their problem."  So ya, I'm gunna order my tickets and it's HAPPENING!!!!!! ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-8964307865391927560?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8964307865391927560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=8964307865391927560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8964307865391927560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8964307865391927560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-need-time-warp-because-i-cant-wait.html' title='I Need a Time Warp Because I Can&apos;t Wait for Waped &apos;08'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGVlplI19LI/AAAAAAAAAEM/idIlFk0Atw0/s72-c/warped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-6041329437654216585</id><published>2008-06-25T13:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T13:54:01.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Six Feet Under the Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.eso.org/~fpatat/science/skybright/FIG/paranal02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.eso.org/~fpatat/science/skybright/FIG/paranal02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Night I slept on my front lawn under my favorite tree. I saw a shooting star and made the same wish that I made on a dandelion on the last day of school. It was: "I wish this to be the best summer of my life." So far, thanks to friends and family, it's coming true. I hope anyone who reads this has a great summer too! Much Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-6041329437654216585?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6041329437654216585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=6041329437654216585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6041329437654216585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6041329437654216585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/six-feet-under-stars.html' title='Six Feet Under the Stars'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-120984775946927267</id><published>2008-06-25T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T11:07:03.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>You're Breaking the Law</title><content type='html'>Idk, but I'm pretty sure that this has hit potential. Let me know what you think about it though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE BREAKING THE LAW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;Melony&lt;br /&gt;Your so fine it should be&lt;br /&gt;A felony&lt;br /&gt;And my friends keep tellin' me&lt;br /&gt;Go for it! Go for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna go to a movie&lt;br /&gt;Or walk in the park&lt;br /&gt;Laugh all night&lt;br /&gt;Not be home 'til dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna dance in the rain&lt;br /&gt;And forget all the pain&lt;br /&gt;Of the drama&lt;br /&gt;Your friends put on ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never go by the books&lt;br /&gt;And as far as looks&lt;br /&gt;You're breaking the law&lt;br /&gt;That was all that it took&lt;br /&gt;And now you've got me hooked&lt;br /&gt;You're breaking the law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-120984775946927267?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/120984775946927267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=120984775946927267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/120984775946927267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/120984775946927267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/youre-breaking-law.html' title='You&apos;re Breaking the Law'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-2507350058454006042</id><published>2008-06-24T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:34:57.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Take That Former Employer, Your Past Employee Just Became a Destroyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGHY7u2EkhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dkeBXdMXcl4/s1600-h/tacocomplete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215688364170449426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGHY7u2EkhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dkeBXdMXcl4/s400/tacocomplete.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how awesome it feels to have the last laugh. I don't recommend it, because it's particularly nasty and not very nice, but getting revenge is quite satisfying. I just ate at Taco John's after close and winked at a former co-worker that treated me like shh-(watchu say?!). It was my dad's idea because I recently got "fired" from Taco Magina's for no apparent reason except the management switched. But I warn you, you might accidently bite your tongue if you have the last laugh while your being tongue-in-cheek. But the blood that came from that mixed with the taco meat and I soon forgot about it while I was enjoying my sweet sweet victory over a crappy job and sucky, drunk, drug enduced, sexually active, a-hole co-workers who called me their bxtch and made me do extra work. I might just be dining at Taco OurFoodMakesYouTasteLikeADogThrewUpInYourMouthAndOldFartJuiceLeakedFromYourGreatUncleLouie'sAnalCavityOntoYourTongue's all week long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-2507350058454006042?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2507350058454006042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=2507350058454006042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2507350058454006042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2507350058454006042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/take-that-former-employer-your-past.html' title='Take That Former Employer, Your Past Employee Just Became a Destroyer'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGHY7u2EkhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dkeBXdMXcl4/s72-c/tacocomplete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-1021006338163002923</id><published>2008-06-24T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T16:00:23.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>They've Been With You Your Whole Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGF8fd2_XBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/E5wVOvH-svo/s1600-h/me+n%27+philly!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215586723504806930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGF8fd2_XBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/E5wVOvH-svo/s400/me+n%27+philly!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what your relationship is with your family is. If you love your family though, hang out with them. Spend a day with them, because it really centers your life out. These people, you know, will be around you through thick and thin. And if they won't, they're not really family. I'm saying all this because my family recently took a day off from the real world and visited an old favorite local this Sunday. Dairy Dandy was where we went, a half diner half mini putt putt course. This is one of my favorite places in the world and as I remembered it, it was a small diner with 25 flavors of ice cream and a very enjoyable putt putt course. As it turned out the course was fallen apart and the peanut butter ice cream was stale. But you know what, it was still the best trip to Dairy Dandy yet and we all laughed so hard that we about fainted. Steven actually fell over from laughter. The course had one working motor left for all 19 holes, and my mom almost broke that one. I shot a golfball through a window of a fake building and threadbare greens caused near impossible holes. We all laughed while eating ice cream and my dad actually said the words "I'm drowning in my own mouth!" Do yourself a favor: Pay attention to your family. They've got your back and are always good for a laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-1021006338163002923?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1021006338163002923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=1021006338163002923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1021006338163002923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1021006338163002923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/theyve-been-with-you-your-whole-life.html' title='They&apos;ve Been With You Your Whole Life'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SGF8fd2_XBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/E5wVOvH-svo/s72-c/me+n%27+philly!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-7065344556395806734</id><published>2008-06-24T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:26:48.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>ZOMG! Hottest Album of the Summer!</title><content type='html'>3Oh!3 is streaming on their myspace! get it while it hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/3oh3"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/3oh3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-7065344556395806734?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7065344556395806734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=7065344556395806734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7065344556395806734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7065344556395806734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/zomg-hottest-album-of-summer.html' title='ZOMG! Hottest Album of the Summer!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-6168749838191166219</id><published>2008-06-23T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:48:08.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia and Her Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 12</title><content type='html'>So Olivia and the boy with a shark for a hand&lt;br /&gt;Had now devised a needed plan&lt;br /&gt;To move away from all the people who didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;So they didn't have to maim&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who wanted to see them apart&lt;br /&gt;And it would be the same&lt;br /&gt;Because when your in love, you never have a change of heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now they needed to be out of reach&lt;br /&gt;So they decided to go to the beach&lt;br /&gt;Where they first laid eyes on each other&lt;br /&gt;And where the boy had won the girl over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sweet Olivia, no one thinks that we should be&lt;br /&gt;But you're still here with me&lt;br /&gt;Darling Olivia, I've had to kill most of your family&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't abandon me&lt;br /&gt;Dear, Dear Olivia, I have something on my mind&lt;br /&gt;And the words are kind of hard to find&lt;br /&gt;When I've said my peace, I'm sure you'll see&lt;br /&gt;Why it was so hard for me."&lt;br /&gt;Then the young man got on one knee&lt;br /&gt;And took out a crystal from the see&lt;br /&gt;It was attached to a golden band&lt;br /&gt;Which he slip onto her ruby hand&lt;br /&gt;And said finally,&lt;br /&gt;"Olivia, my dear, will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course she said yes and started to cry&lt;br /&gt;And as the sun set behind them and larks flew by&lt;br /&gt;They shared a kiss that didn't finish until the sun was gone beneath the sea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-6168749838191166219?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6168749838191166219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=6168749838191166219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6168749838191166219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6168749838191166219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/olivia-and-her-love-chapter-12.html' title='Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 12'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-6173629516282578859</id><published>2008-06-23T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:22:32.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia and Her Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 11</title><content type='html'>I hope that last chapter didn't turn you off&lt;br /&gt;Or make you sick&lt;br /&gt;Too much that you stop reading this&lt;br /&gt;Well If you're still here with me&lt;br /&gt;I have plenty more for you to read&lt;br /&gt;And I promise It won't be as bad as that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy with the shark for a hand put a muzzle on up to his wrist&lt;br /&gt;Because hurting Olivia was a risk&lt;br /&gt;When he had to carry her to the hospital&lt;br /&gt;If her father hadn't have pushed her&lt;br /&gt;This wouldn't have happened at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia slept sound in the hospital bed&lt;br /&gt;Her skin was cracked and extra red&lt;br /&gt;And dark bruises were showing up&lt;br /&gt;At least she wasn't dead and nothing had broke&lt;br /&gt;When she finally awoke&lt;br /&gt;Here voice so soft that only the boy heard when she spoke&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?" she questioned&lt;br /&gt;The boy told her and said&lt;br /&gt; "I'm sorry but your old man is dead."&lt;br /&gt;She said back in a voice covered in black&lt;br /&gt;"Don't even bother, that man was not my father."&lt;br /&gt;And they stayed quiet after that&lt;br /&gt;like all the sound in the world couldn't answer their questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else would have to die before these two could be happy and alive?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-6173629516282578859?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/6173629516282578859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=6173629516282578859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6173629516282578859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/6173629516282578859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/olivia-and-her-love-chapter-11.html' title='Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 11'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-3087718422547818465</id><published>2008-06-23T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:39:59.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Your Voice is the Soundtrack to My Summer</title><content type='html'>Im gunna throw some more music knowledge atcha. These are my most anticipated albums of the summer and early fall.... I'm prolly going to forget some, but ya, here's some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Relient K- The Bird and the B-Sides (jul. 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///J:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/25/The_Bird_and_the_Bee_Sides.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/25/The_Bird_and_the_Bee_Sides.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Cute Is What We Aim For- Rotation (June24)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/94/CIWWAF-Rotation_Albumcover.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/94/CIWWAF-Rotation_Albumcover.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Gym Class Heroes- The Quilt (TBA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Underoath- Lost in the Sound of Separation (sep. 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.absolutepunk.net/gallery/files/2/5/4/4/5/Underoath-LostintheSoundofSeparation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.absolutepunk.net/gallery/files/2/5/4/4/5/Underoath-LostintheSoundofSeparation.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Danger Radio- Used and Abused(jul. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i28.tinypic.com/28003td.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i28.tinypic.com/28003td.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The Maine- Can't Stop Won't Stop (jul. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/337/mainelp1cover500x500jc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/337/mainelp1cover500x500jc2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Hit the Lights- Skip School Start Fights (jul. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.absolutepunk.net/gallery/files/6/4/6/6/7/skip-school-start-fights-extralarge_1211235831154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.absolutepunk.net/gallery/files/6/4/6/6/7/skip-school-start-fights-extralarge_1211235831154.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 3OH!3- Want (jul. 8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-3087718422547818465?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3087718422547818465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=3087718422547818465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3087718422547818465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3087718422547818465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/your-voice-is-soundtrack-to-my-summer.html' title='Your Voice is the Soundtrack to My Summer'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/28003td_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-8397064249825387188</id><published>2008-06-21T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:11:51.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Some Picnik'd Pix of Our Night Of Splee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3337688_8457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3337688_8457.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL!!!! I love Mexican History!!! for some reason, that's the funniest thing in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3338029_2720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v283/80/70/774910522/n774910522_3338029_2720.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya, This pic is SO my facebook profile pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-8397064249825387188?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8397064249825387188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=8397064249825387188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8397064249825387188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8397064249825387188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-picnikd-pix-of-our-night-of-splee.html' title='Some Picnik&apos;d Pix of Our Night Of Splee'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-615739422110219868</id><published>2008-06-21T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T15:58:55.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>FACE VALUE</title><content type='html'>FACE VALUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do so much for you&lt;br /&gt;I want to make you proud&lt;br /&gt;But when you've done all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the only step to take is down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want me to say?&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to smother and damn?&lt;br /&gt;The magic just went away&lt;br /&gt; at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;Could you just let me be what I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me, honestly&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm not meant to be great&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see, this is me&lt;br /&gt;It's not up for debate&lt;br /&gt;Won't you please, forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm second rate&lt;br /&gt;But this is me, honestly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do better than this because this is all there is&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm not supposed to be the best or even who you are&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just take me for what I am?&lt;br /&gt;After I've fallen so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not right, but who am I to say who's right or wrong?&lt;br /&gt;We don't honestly know, so we try to play along&lt;br /&gt;I've done my best for you&lt;br /&gt;Take it at face value&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-615739422110219868?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/615739422110219868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=615739422110219868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/615739422110219868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/615739422110219868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/face-value.html' title='FACE VALUE'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-2627248674296613549</id><published>2008-06-21T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:12:17.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>EAT SOME MORE BREAKFAST, YOU BXSTXRDS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF2Efug2FoI/AAAAAAAAADU/2qvSybzsah8/s1600-h/IMG_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF2Efug2FoI/AAAAAAAAADU/2qvSybzsah8/s400/IMG_0575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214469624161506946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF2Ef_rkurI/AAAAAAAAADc/T_3tcxL44GA/s1600-h/IMG_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF2Ef_rkurI/AAAAAAAAADc/T_3tcxL44GA/s400/IMG_0579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214469628769909426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF2EgFdIoqI/AAAAAAAAADk/ihHI0hsybAQ/s1600-h/IMG_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF2EgFdIoqI/AAAAAAAAADk/ihHI0hsybAQ/s400/IMG_0580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214469630319960738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF2EgbC9ArI/AAAAAAAAADs/CUo6PznIrH0/s1600-h/IMG_0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF2EgbC9ArI/AAAAAAAAADs/CUo6PznIrH0/s400/IMG_0581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214469636115727026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF2Eg09ACSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/GjZDcLJCOcw/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF2Eg09ACSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/GjZDcLJCOcw/s400/IMG_0582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214469643070081314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF16ZwaUUFI/AAAAAAAAACs/eeYo-dMowKU/s1600-h/IMG_0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF16ZwaUUFI/AAAAAAAAACs/eeYo-dMowKU/s400/IMG_0555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214458526475505746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF16acsMZmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3lnKGGzBbnk/s1600-h/IMG_0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF16acsMZmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3lnKGGzBbnk/s400/IMG_0561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214458538361644642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF16anqb9BI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZCqPLMQpv0A/s1600-h/IMG_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF16anqb9BI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZCqPLMQpv0A/s400/IMG_0562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214458541307065362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF16bBI4kBI/AAAAAAAAADE/eCub56upuBM/s1600-h/IMG_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF16bBI4kBI/AAAAAAAAADE/eCub56upuBM/s400/IMG_0565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214458548145655826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF16bURx3ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/01jjg5kRKbE/s1600-h/IMG_0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF16bURx3ZI/AAAAAAAAADM/01jjg5kRKbE/s400/IMG_0572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214458553283239314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF13mv_4saI/AAAAAAAAACk/TIkYDrMFv1s/s1600-h/IMG_0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF13mv_4saI/AAAAAAAAACk/TIkYDrMFv1s/s400/IMG_0554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214455451168059810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The powerful words in the title of this post were uttered by my father this morning causing a massive amount of laughing and a minor amount of peeing ones own trousers.  This was just the morning though.  Craziness had reached critical mass last night as I invited over the craziest, most obnoxious friend I had to a super awesome sleepover where we watched a ton of Invader Zim and drew sketches of my adorable kitty.  Words cannot describe the mayhem that ensued, but I hope the plethora of pictures we took can help. CHILLAX WITH YOUR BAD SELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///J:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///J:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///J:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-2627248674296613549?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2627248674296613549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=2627248674296613549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2627248674296613549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2627248674296613549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/eat-some-more-breakfast-you-bxstxrds.html' title='EAT SOME MORE BREAKFAST, YOU BXSTXRDS!!!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SF2Efug2FoI/AAAAAAAAADU/2qvSybzsah8/s72-c/IMG_0575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-2439346121227225703</id><published>2008-06-20T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:12:38.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>BYAHHHH!!!! Cute Is What We Aim For full album stream!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sp0.fotologs.net/photo/16/34/73/ciwwaf/1208905388_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://sp0.fotologs.net/photo/16/34/73/ciwwaf/1208905388_f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on their myspace! get it while it's hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/cuteiswhatweaimfor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-2439346121227225703?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2439346121227225703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=2439346121227225703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2439346121227225703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2439346121227225703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/byahhhh-cute-is-what-we-aim-for-full.html' title='BYAHHHH!!!! Cute Is What We Aim For full album stream!!!!!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-4487014267084255541</id><published>2008-06-20T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T13:57:12.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Hayley Williams. You Are Talent.</title><content type='html'>Mario would be admiring those pipes for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XUW2HY3461k&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XUW2HY3461k&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-4487014267084255541?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4487014267084255541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=4487014267084255541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4487014267084255541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4487014267084255541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/haley-williams-you-are-talent.html' title='Hayley Williams. You Are Talent.'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-2386513982213294789</id><published>2008-06-19T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:19:28.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia and Her Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 10</title><content type='html'>WARNING!! this chapter is VERY disturbing/violent. Read only if your stomach can stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the morgue was whence&lt;br /&gt;The father got his cumupence&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was grim, his corpse hadn't had enough karma yet&lt;br /&gt;And this is about as violent as it gets&lt;br /&gt;But the father's body had fell out of the back&lt;br /&gt;Of the ambulance and was under attack&lt;br /&gt;By wolves who's cold eyes were deep and black&lt;br /&gt;And who ripped the father limb from limb&lt;br /&gt;Casting his innards whilst splaying him&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but I warned you it would be grim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His blood flowed down the rocks as birds pecked his motionless face&lt;br /&gt;Even the maggots had come to get a taste&lt;br /&gt;It seemed that all the animals had assembled&lt;br /&gt;To poke and prod and rip through his flesh&lt;br /&gt;Till all that was left was a ghastly mess&lt;br /&gt;Of hair and bones and sinew&lt;br /&gt;If you say it, you wouldn't eat for a week, I bet you&lt;br /&gt;And in this pile of decaying mush&lt;br /&gt;I admit that there wouldn't be much&lt;br /&gt;To keep anyone up at night&lt;br /&gt;Or haunt anyone's life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite humiliating I'm sure you can appreciate&lt;br /&gt;Made worse, because all the animals chose to defecate&lt;br /&gt;All of the father that they'd digested&lt;br /&gt;Back on the pile of pulp and then left it&lt;br /&gt;What a graceful way to decay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-2386513982213294789?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2386513982213294789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=2386513982213294789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2386513982213294789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2386513982213294789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/olivia-and-her-love-chapter-10.html' title='Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 10'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-7237437952115607594</id><published>2008-06-19T15:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:46:26.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Glamour Kills (Please Shove Yourself Into My Closet Like a Refugee, Because All Your Clothes Would Look Good On Me)</title><content type='html'>ya. lengthy title, I know.  But necessary! I love pretty much every shirt they make, and want their 100% cotton all up ons mah bod!  I have a birthday coming up on july 29...... just saying......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are my favorites, some of them are modeled by girls, but those are unisex sizes. the firs purple one is my favorite.... so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFrhQ11UqPI/AAAAAAAAACc/EHnbWhyPzr0/s1600-h/gk6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFrhQ11UqPI/AAAAAAAAACc/EHnbWhyPzr0/s400/gk6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213727198079658226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFrhCqYpq-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/kQiFOQDd89M/s1600-h/gk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFrhCqYpq-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/kQiFOQDd89M/s400/gk1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213726954488441826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFrhClo1coI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OyQKtUKjMXU/s1600-h/gk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFrhC5DkXcI/AAAAAAAAACU/CaYdV0eEImo/s400/gk5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213726958426545602" 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/8436350523085607-7237437952115607594?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/7237437952115607594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=7237437952115607594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7237437952115607594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/7237437952115607594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/glamour-kills-please-shove-yourself.html' title='Glamour Kills (Please Shove Yourself Into My Closet Like a Refugee, Because All Your Clothes Would Look Good On Me)'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFrhQ11UqPI/AAAAAAAAACc/EHnbWhyPzr0/s72-c/gk6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-4786764651885804179</id><published>2008-06-19T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:31:47.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Things Go From Bad to Armageddon (officially)</title><content type='html'>the aforementioned song that I wrote about how my friends pretty much suck when it comes to friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS GO FROM BAD TO ARMAGEDDON &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of my friends are friends with each other&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we called each other brothers?&lt;br /&gt;Now all i got is a ticket stub to a rock show&lt;br /&gt;And nobody to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;What the hell happened to all my friends?&lt;br /&gt;How come things go from bad to Armageddon?&lt;br /&gt;Well at the end of the summer&lt;br /&gt;Will we still have each other?&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know how it ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're amputated friends&lt;br /&gt;Living on separate continents&lt;br /&gt;I heard "alls well that ends well"&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can all be friends in hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm literally stuck with all the stubs&lt;br /&gt;And all that I give off is love&lt;br /&gt;You were all thinking of yourselves&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we can all be friends in hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-4786764651885804179?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4786764651885804179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=4786764651885804179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4786764651885804179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4786764651885804179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-go-from-bad-to-armageddon.html' title='Things Go From Bad to Armageddon (officially)'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-1229485980566821848</id><published>2008-06-18T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:28:25.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gah! Things Go From Bad to Armogedon</title><content type='html'>I'm going to write a song soon.  Hope to get it done later tonight? not like it's already late and I'm at my grandma's house, but you know. It's whatever. But the chorus is definitely going to be&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"None of my friends are friends with each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember when we call each other brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now all I got is a ticket stub to a rock show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and nobody to go"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya, it sounds pretty good in my head. But depressingly it's very accurate to my current state of affairs.  All I can do is reflect my love onto my friends and hope for the best.  For now I just hope I don't end up with all the ticket stubs and no friends.... letcha know how it ends when it does! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-1229485980566821848?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1229485980566821848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=1229485980566821848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1229485980566821848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1229485980566821848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/gah-things-go-from-bad-to-armogedon.html' title='Gah! Things Go From Bad to Armogedon'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-358668554267083456</id><published>2008-06-17T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:01:22.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia and Her Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 9</title><content type='html'>This chapter starts where the last left off&lt;br /&gt;With the boy in the doorway and Olivia fallen from her loft&lt;br /&gt;She screamed and writhed before fainting from pain&lt;br /&gt;From atop the stairs with his gun full&lt;br /&gt;Of bullets and pointed at the young man's skull&lt;br /&gt;This ending could not be soft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You've meddled enough, boy, look what you've made me do!"&lt;br /&gt;With these words the father's anger grew&lt;br /&gt;Into a crazed yell from the bowels of hell&lt;br /&gt;Where the demons take turns devouring you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now most people didn't know that in reality&lt;br /&gt;The shark hand had a personality&lt;br /&gt;But it certainly did and it's only moods&lt;br /&gt;are bitter, unruly rage and how to get food&lt;br /&gt;And in both thes cases the father seemed fit&lt;br /&gt;The shark's intentions became clear as it chewed at the bit&lt;br /&gt;Spewing saliva in buckets of spit&lt;br /&gt;Rage is like a bucket and when it's full it spills&lt;br /&gt;That's why the father's face had grown wild&lt;br /&gt;And his lips curled up into a twisted smile&lt;br /&gt;And he kept this expression all the while&lt;br /&gt;The shark hand bit and bit and bit&lt;br /&gt;Tearing out the father's throat&lt;br /&gt;And in one last cry he screamed,&lt;br /&gt;"I hope I keep you up at night and never let you dream!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-358668554267083456?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/358668554267083456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=358668554267083456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/358668554267083456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/358668554267083456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/olivia-and-her-love-chapter-9.html' title='Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 9'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-1935366967481415613</id><published>2008-06-17T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:03:40.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Thomas Edison's Got Nuthin on The Devil</title><content type='html'>My life has a lot of things that need to be ironed out. And I have to pull out the problem at it's very root. The ugly six headed blood spouting super-being that is Lies. Lies are the real reason my past few weeks have been going rotten. They're slowly driving all my friends to different continents and they've almost cost me my job. They still might, but I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;It's like in your mind there is an up arrow and a down arrow. The up arrow is scary and looks like you might have to work to keep it up and the down arrow is a lot easier like a chute and will get you there faster. The only problem is it's taking you away from where you wanted to be in the first place.... which was up. And once you've reached rock bottom, it's a helluva hard time working your way all the way to where you were before... let alone going up past it. I don't know if that makes any sense, but it's how I worked it out in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I lied to my parents and my friends and my employer. But mostly I keep lying to myself, saying that I'm not a liar. Because if you've done it once it's bound to happen again. For everyone I've hurt with my lies, I'm sorry. For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-1935366967481415613?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1935366967481415613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=1935366967481415613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1935366967481415613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1935366967481415613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/thomas-edisons-got-nuthin-on-devil.html' title='Thomas Edison&apos;s Got Nuthin on The Devil'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-2154733889959324091</id><published>2008-06-16T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:35:26.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Tegan and Sara. YOU ARE ROCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFYXrpKYm2I/AAAAAAAAABs/fbuNnC3oIKE/s1600-h/tegan-and-sara-the-con.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212379657279150946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFYXrpKYm2I/AAAAAAAAABs/fbuNnC3oIKE/s400/tegan-and-sara-the-con.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This video is from Tegan and Sara. It's a song called 'the con' and it's off the album with the same name. This music is very addicting for me and I've been listening to their album A LOT these past few days. Tell me if you like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=G6Zlb2ibZ0Y"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=G6Zlb2ibZ0Y&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-2154733889959324091?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2154733889959324091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=2154733889959324091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2154733889959324091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2154733889959324091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/tegan-and-sara-you-are-rock.html' title='Tegan and Sara. YOU ARE ROCK'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFYXrpKYm2I/AAAAAAAAABs/fbuNnC3oIKE/s72-c/tegan-and-sara-the-con.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-9223193921442565256</id><published>2008-06-15T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:26:43.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia and Her Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 8</title><content type='html'>But dreams can sometimes be a mirage&lt;br /&gt;And they don't always go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unsabotaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By those we used to love&lt;br /&gt;Who start to push and shove&lt;br /&gt;Because they're jealous, even of a young man&lt;br /&gt;Whose life had already been beaten&lt;br /&gt;Because of his abnormality, aka the shark hand&lt;br /&gt;Which, who could forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father? Yes, the father of Olivia!&lt;br /&gt;He has now wormed his way into the plot&lt;br /&gt;After the death of his son he'd been stewing away his days&lt;br /&gt;In the basement with a shotgun, his eyes ablaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Knocking at the front door]&lt;br /&gt;"God, that boy is back again&lt;br /&gt;Always wanting more&lt;br /&gt;Leading my baby to bed, even though her skin is red&lt;br /&gt;I'll blow off his goddamn head!"&lt;br /&gt;That was his inner monolauge, his plot to rob a life from a young man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He snuck to the attic for a birds eye view&lt;br /&gt;Of the boy who was knocking&lt;br /&gt;"This bullet, my boy, will be the end of you."&lt;br /&gt;But just then, his daughter burst in&lt;br /&gt;With her crimson skin&lt;br /&gt;And correctly in fact stated&lt;br /&gt;"You're no father of mine, and you'll always be hated."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an outrage&lt;br /&gt;How dare she put him through this sufferage?&lt;br /&gt;So in his bout of anger&lt;br /&gt;He went and did something terrible&lt;br /&gt;He pushed his daughter&lt;br /&gt;He pushed her&lt;br /&gt;And she fell&lt;br /&gt;Reddened and battered&lt;br /&gt;At the feet of the young man with a shark for a hand....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-9223193921442565256?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/9223193921442565256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=9223193921442565256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/9223193921442565256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>With growing up comes growing apart&lt;br /&gt;Our lives change&lt;br /&gt;And we have a change of heart&lt;br /&gt;But the boy and Olivia&lt;br /&gt;Never ever fell out of love&lt;br /&gt;people lose each other&lt;br /&gt;friends exchange&lt;br /&gt;But the boy and Olivia never had freinds from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if they did, which Olivia did,&lt;br /&gt;At first sight of the boy with a shark for a hand&lt;br /&gt;They all went and hid&lt;br /&gt;So it was&lt;br /&gt;Only each other&lt;br /&gt;Deep in the garden of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the seasons never alter&lt;br /&gt;There's no tricks to fall for&lt;br /&gt;The emotions never falter&lt;br /&gt;Not deep in there in the garden of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where no one can find you&lt;br /&gt;The feelings always shine through&lt;br /&gt;Because they are finally true&lt;br /&gt;Deep in the garden of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the boy with the shark for a hand and&lt;br /&gt;His darling Olivia stayed&lt;br /&gt;There in the sof flowerbed they laid&lt;br /&gt;And grew up to the age of eighteen&lt;br /&gt;Their lives a magical dream&lt;br /&gt;That was in no hurry&lt;br /&gt;Because it was deeply buried&lt;br /&gt;Deep in the garden of love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-5301710123776958690?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5301710123776958690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=5301710123776958690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5301710123776958690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5301710123776958690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/olivia-and-her-love-chapter-7.html' title='Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 7'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-4892710970037990815</id><published>2008-06-14T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T01:00:27.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Friday the 13th is my BFF for Reals (Bad Faring Fanfare)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFN6h-TqmWI/AAAAAAAAABc/v7EuwwuQJfc/s1600-h/blackcatcomplete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211643917877549410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFN6h-TqmWI/AAAAAAAAABc/v7EuwwuQJfc/s400/blackcatcomplete.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whew! I'm lucky I even &lt;em&gt;survived &lt;/em&gt;today! This was the first Friday the 13th that I've actually felt really unlucky. It was uncanny how many things didnt go according to plan. 1st I dropped a glass bottle completely full of chocolate milk that shattered all over my floor. 2nd I had to miss seeing my friend because of work. 3rd at work I burnt myself. 4th my cat ran away (she's safe now, but wierdly only after it was midnight.... spooky...). Ermm.... I bet there's more that I'm not thinking of but wutevs. Is it just me or is that pretty unlucky? idk. Then my friend tayler told me she spent the morning in the vets as a dog died. So I'm pretty convinced it's not just superstition. Color me freaked! Outies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s.!!!!: if u have any stories, I'd love to hear em.... I'd just love someone to acknoledge my existence actually................................... sigh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-4892710970037990815?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4892710970037990815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=4892710970037990815' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4892710970037990815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4892710970037990815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-13th-is-my-bff-for-reals-bad.html' title='Friday the 13th is my BFF for Reals (Bad Faring Fanfare)'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFN6h-TqmWI/AAAAAAAAABc/v7EuwwuQJfc/s72-c/blackcatcomplete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-1400869709917359130</id><published>2008-06-12T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:34:41.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>The Unsung Ballad of the Late Night Fast Food Worker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFH0LMkzxwI/AAAAAAAAABI/IHwZ7mtU3n0/s1600-h/drivecomplete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFH0LMkzxwI/AAAAAAAAABI/IHwZ7mtU3n0/s400/drivecomplete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211214717035726594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I work at a certain local fast food restaurant chain and we always get p'wnd by customers especially late at night. The later it is at night, the more demanding the customer is... So I wrote a snooty tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 2 minutes to close and you insist on getting food&lt;br /&gt;i'm close to leaving so i don't really care if i'm rude&lt;br /&gt;i said "lady, why don't you come back later."&lt;br /&gt;and thought, "god, what a dopehead."&lt;br /&gt;then she said "why not now, you're still open.&lt;br /&gt;so don't you give me any attitude.&lt;br /&gt;i got kids in the backseat&lt;br /&gt;they're crying cuz they wanna eat&lt;br /&gt;now we're really willing to pay&lt;br /&gt;so can we please just have it our way?"&lt;br /&gt;which made me think, "what kids have an appetite&lt;br /&gt;at fricken' 11 o'clock at night?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;customers, ya you! you can be mighty inconvenient&lt;br /&gt;when i just wanna go home and sleep&lt;br /&gt;i got dishes to wash and everythings put in the freezer&lt;br /&gt;and those garbage cans are looking steep&lt;br /&gt;so if you please, get the heck outa here&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna here drive-thru beep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might think i'm pretty selfish, but you try working everyday&lt;br /&gt;for minimum wage&lt;br /&gt;with morons who don't know how to pronounce what they want&lt;br /&gt;and then they get pissed when you make it for them all wrong&lt;br /&gt;try slipping on grease in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;see how well they fit you&lt;br /&gt;as for me i'm gettin pretty sick of it&lt;br /&gt;just til the end of summer i swear, and then i'll quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell the people at drive to politely screw off&lt;br /&gt;and instead they decided to pull up&lt;br /&gt;and to my dismay and utter shock&lt;br /&gt;it turned out that i just ran out of luck&lt;br /&gt;i guess now i don't have to quit&lt;br /&gt;because the people at drive were the boss and her kids&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-1400869709917359130?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1400869709917359130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=1400869709917359130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1400869709917359130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1400869709917359130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/unsung-ballad-of-late-night-fast-food.html' title='The Unsung Ballad of the Late Night Fast Food Worker'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFH0LMkzxwI/AAAAAAAAABI/IHwZ7mtU3n0/s72-c/drivecomplete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-4657290572964247945</id><published>2008-06-11T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:34:16.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>The Cool Kids (you know from that one comercial)</title><content type='html'>ok, no lie, I really dig some hip hop. This is really good hip hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b34U3-CutuU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b34U3-CutuU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-4657290572964247945?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4657290572964247945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=4657290572964247945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 6</title><content type='html'>At this point and time, You've probably started to wonder&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the parents of utter blunder&lt;br /&gt;What happened since they left their child in thunder&lt;br /&gt;On the streets with a shark for a hand&lt;br /&gt;They had forgot his name by ten&lt;br /&gt;But they had abandoned him long before then&lt;br /&gt;Crying but alive&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the streets of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Where was he to go&lt;br /&gt;At the tender age of five?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving him there they moved to Wyoming&lt;br /&gt;To cover themselves in the sweet smelling spring&lt;br /&gt;And forget their son was alive&lt;br /&gt;They used to keep a scrapbook&lt;br /&gt;They barely used that&lt;br /&gt;They'd hardly ever take a look&lt;br /&gt;And eventually left it for scrap&lt;br /&gt;With pictures of their sorry lives&lt;br /&gt;And the young boy before five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father of the child became a miner&lt;br /&gt;And the mother of the accident couldn't have felt any finer&lt;br /&gt;The saddest part is in pretending that they never had a son&lt;br /&gt;They never did and he wasn't so&lt;br /&gt;So they couldn't let him go&lt;br /&gt;Because he was already gone and went&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but a ghost&lt;br /&gt;And all the money they gave him, he went and spent&lt;br /&gt;On a ticket to the coast&lt;br /&gt;To one day meet his darling Olivia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-5221184761398685250?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5221184761398685250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-3919347820984032353</id><published>2008-06-11T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:24:44.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia and Her Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 5</title><content type='html'>Now not everyone thought this bond practical&lt;br /&gt;Olivia had a brother with a plot&lt;br /&gt;To foil the couple with every chance he got&lt;br /&gt;because he wanted all this foolishness to stop&lt;br /&gt;his sister was fragile and all the while&lt;br /&gt;This dangerous boy was trying to get her hot&lt;br /&gt;"She doesn't need that," he thought&lt;br /&gt;"Because she'd already be burned once&lt;br /&gt;and once was enough"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of trying to split them up&lt;br /&gt;Things took a devilish twist&lt;br /&gt;He got the keys to his father's pick up truck&lt;br /&gt;And said, "I'm sorry it has come to this"&lt;br /&gt;Murder is never the answer to choose first&lt;br /&gt;Because it rips things apart and makes them hurt worse&lt;br /&gt;But when someone's trying to run you over&lt;br /&gt;There's not much time to think&lt;br /&gt;The boy with a shark for a hand had one last plan&lt;br /&gt;To sink the truck in the big drink&lt;br /&gt;So he ran to the dock with the truck on his heals&lt;br /&gt;And it chased him right off the dock&lt;br /&gt;wettening the wheels&lt;br /&gt;The machine has sunk like a rock&lt;br /&gt;And the brother never surfaced&lt;br /&gt;Olivia stood horrified on the beach as her true love came out of the sea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-3919347820984032353?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3919347820984032353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=3919347820984032353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3919347820984032353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3919347820984032353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/olivia-and-her-love-chapter-5.html' title='Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 5'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-4260402285591884628</id><published>2008-06-11T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T13:36:20.803-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia and Her Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 4</title><content type='html'>After falling in love&lt;br /&gt;One must realize sacrifices must be made&lt;br /&gt;And for both of them debts would have to be paid&lt;br /&gt;For Olivia could touch nothing without pain&lt;br /&gt;Felt brisk&lt;br /&gt;And seeing as the boy had a shark for a hand, this was&lt;br /&gt;A terrible risk&lt;br /&gt;But he said poetically and unnervingly realistically:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you but I have a shark for a hand&lt;br /&gt;I can't save you from the swallowing quicksand&lt;br /&gt;Of our lives, and as hard as we try&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be fried, and darling,I'll always have a shark for a hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that didn't stop their love&lt;br /&gt;Which could never be broken&lt;br /&gt;And they grew closer together despite both having&lt;br /&gt;Doubts unspoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would stay in her room on days without gloom&lt;br /&gt;And laugh and laugh and play her phonograph&lt;br /&gt;And when she would use it&lt;br /&gt;It played such beautiful music&lt;br /&gt;That they would close their eyes&lt;br /&gt;And not laugh, but grow very serious&lt;br /&gt;Olivia said that the string section was close to her heart&lt;br /&gt;And the boy said it reminded him of the lark&lt;br /&gt;And after that they'd stay quite quiet&lt;br /&gt;And listen to music and immerse  themselves in it&lt;br /&gt;It was the most beautiful times of their lives&lt;br /&gt;They were meant to spend this time togoether&lt;br /&gt;Two birds of a feather of a very romantic lark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-4260402285591884628?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/4260402285591884628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=4260402285591884628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/4260402285591884628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Now comes the most tender moment yet&lt;br /&gt;The time when our two heroes met&lt;br /&gt;It was a moment they would never forget&lt;br /&gt;It was a time that they would never regret&lt;br /&gt;It was in fact quite quaint&lt;br /&gt;Which most would say&lt;br /&gt;That on this day&lt;br /&gt;That it ain't&lt;br /&gt;Because it was dreary, but dreary days for Olivia was the best time to be outside&lt;br /&gt;Where she laint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone saw her or if anyone spied&lt;br /&gt;On this day she had started and continued to cry&lt;br /&gt;And on this day of drear, who could bring her cheer?&lt;br /&gt;Except for a charming young man&lt;br /&gt;With a muzzle on his hand&lt;br /&gt;And a face devoid of pried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave her a rock shaped like a heart&lt;br /&gt;And said "this is what i received from a lark&lt;br /&gt;Who came to me last night in the dark&lt;br /&gt;and said 'give this to the prettiest girl on the beach'"&lt;br /&gt;And since they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;were &lt;/span&gt;on a beach and Olivia &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; in fact a girl&lt;br /&gt;This was the perfect thing to say&lt;br /&gt;So they both laid on the beach all day&lt;br /&gt;and on that day, promptly fell in love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-1315563348704133588?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/1315563348704133588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=1315563348704133588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1315563348704133588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/1315563348704133588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/olivia-and-her-love-chapter-3.html' title='Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 3'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-5330524968584712303</id><published>2008-06-11T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:33:53.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rebels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play doh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jell-o'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Paint By Numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFAqbRK_4AI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Q3FD6bKgcqk/s1600-h/paint+by+numbers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFAqbRK_4AI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Q3FD6bKgcqk/s320/paint+by+numbers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210711416822030338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. this song is dedicated to any emo kid who thinks they're a rebel (aka hypocrites)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAINT BY NUMBERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could paint by numbers but I can't stay in the lines&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be a puppet but I can't be bought and sold&lt;br /&gt;Why would I dress all dark when the world needs a little sun?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could step through this battlefield without stepping on the mines&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be like jell-o but I can't stay in the mold&lt;br /&gt;Why do we take ourselves seriously when the world just needs a little fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;I'm a story book rebel&lt;br /&gt;I won't play with your play doh&lt;br /&gt;Just because you ask me to&lt;br /&gt;Who's making your decisions?&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't It be you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout! Because I told you to!&lt;br /&gt;Rebel! Because it's what the cool kids do!&lt;br /&gt;Simon says pick your nose&lt;br /&gt;Trip yourself on the garden hose&lt;br /&gt;The only decision there is is his&lt;br /&gt;So everybody throw yourselves off a bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe I'm a rebel in my own way&lt;br /&gt;By not being a rebel and following the trend&lt;br /&gt;Wait is that technically a rebel?&lt;br /&gt;If rebelling is what everyones doing, whose rebelling against being a rebel? someone who fits in?&lt;br /&gt;IT'S JUST A FRICKIN' WORD&lt;br /&gt;let's just have a little fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-5330524968584712303?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/5330524968584712303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=5330524968584712303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5330524968584712303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/5330524968584712303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/paint-by-numbers.html' title='Paint By Numbers'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SFAqbRK_4AI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Q3FD6bKgcqk/s72-c/paint+by+numbers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-8432806529095032457</id><published>2008-06-10T21:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T12:46:47.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mtv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Darn it Fanny Pack!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SE9PMgfNdjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dlOnyAo5Bds/s1600-h/fanny_pack-400x243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SE9PMgfNdjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dlOnyAo5Bds/s320/fanny_pack-400x243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210470370188817970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so MTV's coolest show is back (besides Rob and Big) and I was watching It and saw Fanny Pack perform and I hate them! Not really, but they TOTALLY stole my summer style. My friends and I all ordered different colored skinny jeans and I've been wearing the most garishly bright colors lately. Guess what. People are gunna think I stole my style from these guys.http://dance.mtv.com/dance-hip-hop-abdc-finalists,38&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-8432806529095032457?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8432806529095032457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=8432806529095032457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8432806529095032457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8432806529095032457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/darn-it-fanny-pack.html' title='Darn it Fanny Pack!!!!'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SE9PMgfNdjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dlOnyAo5Bds/s72-c/fanny_pack-400x243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-3987408379461514300</id><published>2008-06-10T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T12:47:32.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia and Her Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 2</title><content type='html'>The family in flight school lived in America&lt;br /&gt;And they took Olivia there because&lt;br /&gt;They felt compassion for such a child&lt;br /&gt;They did not though understand&lt;br /&gt;What happened to her parents&lt;br /&gt;For their corpses were lost in the sand&lt;br /&gt;Lying together with their mouths filled&lt;br /&gt;With sand and their bodies wrapped in one another&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the hill, lying for an eternity still&lt;br /&gt;Fourteen was a tender year&lt;br /&gt;More tender for her I fear&lt;br /&gt;Because poor, sweet Olivia&lt;br /&gt;Still had the sunburn head to toe&lt;br /&gt;And ear to ear&lt;br /&gt;A constant reminder of her parents lost and dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her life was good now&lt;br /&gt;She had love from family and friends&lt;br /&gt;And apart from having very sensitive skin&lt;br /&gt;She had as normal a life as one could hope to spend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the boy with the shark for a hand&lt;br /&gt;Whose life wasn't going as planned&lt;br /&gt;He was fifteen and&lt;br /&gt;His days weren't as grand&lt;br /&gt;And no one could understand&lt;br /&gt;The boy behind the shark hand&lt;br /&gt;That is until he met Olivia with her ruby skin&lt;br /&gt;And the next chapter in his life would begin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-3987408379461514300?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/3987408379461514300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=3987408379461514300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3987408379461514300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/3987408379461514300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/olivia-and-her-love-chapter-2.html' title='Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 2'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-8964172754256182210</id><published>2008-06-10T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T12:49:03.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Finding Oneself is a Battle Anymore</title><content type='html'>Ok. So my last post was at about 5 o'clock. After that I went for a walk down to the railroad tracks by my house.  On the way I was lucky enough to see 4 planes fly overhead as they were taking off from the airport about a mile or so away.  It was quite a sight to behold.  Then I went to the tracks and laid down on them.  I saw many birds and an entire flock of geese.  This all sounds simple enough, but for me it was really breath taking and quite life changing in fact.  Whenever I don't feel like myself, I know that I'll find what was missing at the railroad tracks down the road by my house outdoors in the warm early morning summer air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-8964172754256182210?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8964172754256182210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=8964172754256182210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8964172754256182210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/8964172754256182210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/finding-oneself-is-battle-anymore.html' title='Finding Oneself is a Battle Anymore'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-2400365724881417290</id><published>2008-06-10T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T12:48:38.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>"This Is Me Saying Words I Actually Mean"</title><content type='html'>The title of this post comes from a song by The Rocket Summer called 'A Song Is Not A Business Plan'.  I just listened to that song and like every time I listen to Brice Avary, it made me think.  Sincerity is so rare anymore, because everything has  been done before and now everyone is just repeating the same worn out ideas.  And who wants to take the time to be honest and true anymore when you can just get instant success on youtube?  We seem to mess up our lives by over complicating things because we're afraid of being judged for who we are.  Ya, I know, a little preachy coming from a 16 year old high schooler working at a fast food restaurant.  If you feel like being original but don't know how, a great place to start is by watching the movie Garden State.  The first time you might not get it, but for me the second time it really sunk in.  Everything we do anymore is to try to get away from our real selves. And once you just stop living for false idols and fantasy ideals, it hits you: I'm alive and I don't have forever to be that way.  These feelings seemed to all be intertwined with summer for me, which is a good thing because that's the current season.  So if I haven't given you enough recommendations  yet, I suggest you read the book Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury.  It's all about youth and summer and is magic start to finish.  No one is reading this anymore. Bubblegum Sandwich! I hope you enjoyed that treat, you deserved it for reading this whole post even though you have a busy life. Thank you for your time. PEACE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-2400365724881417290?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2400365724881417290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=2400365724881417290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2400365724881417290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2400365724881417290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-me-saying-words-i-actually-mean.html' title='&quot;This Is Me Saying Words I Actually Mean&quot;'/><author><name>Hadley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06021267922561911264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-2520992163305391846</id><published>2008-06-09T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T12:48:04.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olivia and Her Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Olivia and Her Love: Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>Olivia and her love is an epic poem that I am slowly but surely composing. ya, there's LOTS of chapters to it. but here's the first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was born with a shark for a hand&lt;br /&gt;His parents had a name for him, but they forgot it by ten&lt;br /&gt;What a tender age&lt;br /&gt;With the extra baggage&lt;br /&gt;Of an appendage&lt;br /&gt;So unruly and ravage&lt;br /&gt;He joined the scouts as a tenderfoot&lt;br /&gt;But he scared all the boys and bit through all the knots&lt;br /&gt;But he was growing up, and for him all was not lost&lt;br /&gt;Not by a mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia was born on a hill in the Serengeti&lt;br /&gt;Up there her mother wsa to bear and it was ready&lt;br /&gt;But as she was having the child&lt;br /&gt;Her labors grew wild&lt;br /&gt;And she kicked her husband off of the hill&lt;br /&gt;After which he had a terrible spill&lt;br /&gt;After birth the mother got ill&lt;br /&gt;And soon she grew very still&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the orphaned baby to crawl&lt;br /&gt;Through the rough sun filled Serengeti&lt;br /&gt;and already her skin was reddening&lt;br /&gt;The desert was no dessert and in fact quite  deserted she learned&lt;br /&gt;So poor Olivia had no shelter from the sun which sweltered and caused her skin to burn&lt;br /&gt;But a nice family in flight school saw her laying in the sun&lt;br /&gt;And that's how it all begun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-2520992163305391846?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/2520992163305391846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436350523085607&amp;postID=2520992163305391846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2520992163305391846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436350523085607/posts/default/2520992163305391846'/><link 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Needs The Death Penalty?</title><content type='html'>aighty, so a lot of what i'll post are poems and songs. this is a song i wrote about conflicts with friends. again please comment! and brush your teeth young man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH FRIENDS LIKE THESE, WHO NEEDS THE DEATH PENALTY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're a hornets nest of hormones&lt;br /&gt;We keep tearing each other down to the bone&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't cause this, can somebody tell me&lt;br /&gt;why I always end up alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;Could I get out of this scott free?&lt;br /&gt;God, could you please help me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of being angry&lt;br /&gt;Please Lord, take my plea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all just falling around my ankles&lt;br /&gt;Like the glass house we built&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm not the one who threw the stone&lt;br /&gt;But it's still my blood being spilt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we going to make it throught the storm?&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope to God we do&lt;br /&gt;Am I going to be left out in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;We're not all going to make it through&lt;br /&gt;Who's going to keep this boat afloat?&lt;br /&gt;When we keep pulling out the screws&lt;br /&gt;This is an epic falling out&lt;br /&gt;in which we're all going to lose&lt;br /&gt;So who's going to be holding the gun?&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope it isn't you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Reprise 1st Verse}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-8627155585623066948?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooligantastic.blogspot.com/feeds/8627155585623066948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VyD_iCKjWj8/SJElYuElzlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/x263HU0ab7I/S220/LOVE!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436350523085607.post-2597854750391348637</id><published>2008-06-09T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:44:27.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Welcoming Present for All Who Are Present aka Probably Just Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;this blog will be a place where i vent some creativity or thought. i hope you read what i have posted and feel free to comment! enjoy your life too while your at it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436350523085607-2597854750391348637?l=hooligantastic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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