tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-296563702011-04-21T11:18:56.088-07:00Cabezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881644778795464887noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29656370.post-1154032563082878792006-07-27T13:24:00.000-07:002006-07-27T13:36:03.116-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2088/300/1600/Imagen%20184.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="284" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2088/300/320/Imagen%20184.jpg" width="207" border="0" /></a><br />ASI QUERIA SER CUANDO TENIA 14.<br />THAT'S THE WAY I WANTED TO BE WHEN I WAS 14.<br /><br />that's the way i want to be. (really?)<br />that's the way i like to be. (well i guess...)<br /><br />so deal with it. (you should. really.)<br /><br />i won't change. (of course i will, maybe if you ask...)<br /><br />it's ALL about ME. (i like to believe this is true, but of course it's not.)<br /><br /><br />"They say my baby's evil ...They say my baby's bad ... "<br />gee, rudi protrudi really knows how to make songs about MEEEEEEE<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29656370-115403256308287879?l=young-anette.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cabezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881644778795464887noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29656370.post-1154031285182052102006-07-27T13:11:00.000-07:002006-07-27T13:14:45.196-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2088/300/1600/AGENDA3.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" height="400" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2088/300/400/AGENDA3.jpg" width="276" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Estaba bueno ser teen y que te pasen "cosas".<br />i love drama.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29656370-115403128518205210?l=young-anette.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cabezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881644778795464887noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29656370.post-1150311461652633632006-06-14T11:42:00.000-07:002006-06-14T11:57:41.660-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2088/300/1600/HELADERA.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="302" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2088/300/400/HELADERA.jpg" width="347" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">parezco una heladera.</span><br />gosh!<br />amo el buzo de los Green Bay Packers de Lu era de Dieguito, el chico de jeans tipo skater que está al lado mío; después de este verano Dieguito fué novio mío por dos años masomenos.<br />Me lo encontré en el cumple de Marinights del 2005.-<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29656370-115031146165263363?l=young-anette.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cabezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881644778795464887noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29656370.post-1150302236909338032006-06-14T09:14:00.000-07:002006-06-14T09:28:14.536-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2088/300/1600/PENDEJOS_PALEROS.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2088/300/400/PENDEJOS_PALEROS.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />DISFRUTANDO CON LOS PENDEJOS PALEROS EN LA FELIZ.<br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#ff0000;">verano del '98</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#330000;">Yo me tomé un pronto shake. que sagra! hay una persona sombreada con birome. es pablo bernini, un guitarrista que luego cayo en menos que cero. lo tachamos de todas las fotos de ese verano porque nos peleamos con él. Nunca me devolvió una campera de jean vintage ni el video de quadrophenia. mal pablo. mal.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29656370-115030223690933803?l=young-anette.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cabezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881644778795464887noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29656370.post-1150301190991604702006-06-14T09:02:00.000-07:002006-06-14T09:06:31.003-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2088/300/1600/CHACA.1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2088/300/400/CHACA.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2088/300/1600/CHACA.0.jpg"></a><br /><div align="center">esta foto es de 1994</div><br />notar la pulserita de chaca, junto a unas "lenbrancas do senhor do bomfim da bahia" que nunca se rompían y te las tenías que quedar ahí puestas con tres nudos para que se te cumplan los deseos.<br />Una vez corté una adrede porque mi deseo era ser la novia de un pibe que después me parecía muy tarado.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29656370-115030119099160470?l=young-anette.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cabezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881644778795464887noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29656370.post-1150212308372530622006-06-13T08:21:00.000-07:002006-06-13T08:25:08.380-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2088/300/1600/PIBAS_CHETAS_MILLO_KPO.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2088/300/400/PIBAS_CHETAS_MILLO_KPO.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />esta foto es de 1998 masomenos.- </div><div align="justify"><br />miren la remera con motivos afro de romidebi y mis cejas depiladas con flequillito pin-up (si, era re rollinga, pero yo estaba convencida que era re bettie page... pobre!) </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29656370-115021230837253062?l=young-anette.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cabezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07881644778795464887noreply@blogger.com2