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    <title>_cait_lin @ 2005-12-02T17:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-02T23:18:35Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;I love Drama&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;Drama today was uber fun!!!  Mr Clark decided to give drama kids shiny fabrics to play with!  My group had to perform the second scene from Brect's play "He Who Says No."  It was like super cool except for the fact the Mr. Clark picked the groups and we got stuck with Zach who didn't want to do anything bout lay around on the stage.  We gave him a small part so it didn't matter :).  Clarko said that our group did a good job of humanizing the scene; i was pretty proud of us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In latin we did more boring stuff that was horrible.  I had like no fun in that class.  Except for the fact that I took a picture Aaron's nose to give to Rachael for our art project.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunch Rachael and I ran around like crazy people to the gym locker room so she could get deoderant.  We had some good times.  I called her Rachizzle, her ghetto name from the Complete Works, and she told me she changed it to Lady Ray.  I was like "Cool!  I need a ghetto name too.  So, now she named me Lady Cay.  I'm happy.  I'm ghetto fabulous.  Stephen actually saved a seat for Rachael today so they talked a lot at lunch.  Lucky for me I was included in some of the conversaition.  Ahh, it really doesn't bother me that they kinda didn't talk to me.  They are going out, aren't they? Plus, it's no offense to them, but it's kinda lame anyway for someone to hang out with a couple.  Third wheel, much?  I think yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was fun.  We got to work on our project, which we basically ignored and just talked.  Ericka was talking about dromedarys.  Stupid camel!!! lol!!! haha you had to be there!  Then she was talking about how she wanted to marry Alan, but she was going to move.  And Emma was like, "Well over there you can get married when your like 16, but down south you can probably get married when your like, 12.  You can marry your cow.  Or your dromedary."  It was HILLARIOUS. Then she was like, "Do you take this man to be your husband" "Moo" "Do you take this dromedary to be your husband-wife." "I do." "You may now pat your camel in whichever way that deems appropriate, but you must leave now because you disgust me." Omgsh it was AWESOME.  Me and Erika were rolling on the floor laughing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the best time I've ever had in Bio. Fortlage told us that when she's irritated she likes to make sure things are clean, so we had to clean her room.  Britt and I got to go out to Fortlage's car to put things away for her.  We ran out and put a fake flower in the door that we found on the ground so we wouldn't get locked out.  Then we put the stuff in her car and we smelled it, the car, I mean.  It smelled really good.  Like a new car smell.  Then we went back and helped clean, and got cookies!  Yay us!  The Fortlage was like, "Can you guys keep a secret?" and Louis blurted out, "You like Coach Woods?!" haha it was soo funny!  But the real secret was, that instead of doing what we were going to do, we took our test that was supposed to be monday, and we got to use our notes!! But first period didn't so no one tell them! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got home, watched a buncha TV, played DDR, and ate pizza.  I might go and watch Survivor that I taped later.  I dunno, the grandparents are her and they might steal the tv.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was like the best day in a long time! lol.  I have auditions on monday and tuesday, so wish me luck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios,&lt;br&gt;Lady Cay&lt;center&gt;and it loves me&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>_cait_lin @ 2005-12-01T17:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-01T23:13:02Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday &amp;&amp; Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm putting in stuff about last night because I didn't have time to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flood was cool because I got to hang out with Chris.  I love that kid, he's hillarious.  We had to talk about Christmas (or, CHRIST mas) surprises that had happend.  Chis talked about the time when he was in third grade and on Chritmas Eve a burgaler broke into his house.  He said what was peculiar about this burgaler was that instead of taking things.  He would give things to you.  He said ever since then he's been setting traps to try to catch said burgaler.  "He's fat and wears a read suit, how can I miss him?"  HAHAHA.  Good times.  I'm trying to convince him to go see Narnia with us, and I think he can.  YAY!  I'm gonna miss him next year because he'll be at college :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost was freaking awesome!!! OMGSH I LOVE THAT SHOW!!!  It was REALLY good.  Yeah, I'm obsessed, so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before school I told Brittany that she got Chris pregnant (Chris told me to) so I get a dollar.  Yay me!  I feel special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In history we played a review game and our team flat out sucked.  All the other teams had like 7 or 10 before final Jeopardy and our team had three.  We only got one tootsie roll.  But other people who didn't like them gave me their's so it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In latin I really didn't pay much attention because I left in the middle of the class to take yearbook photos.  When we got down to the auditorium, we were all hugging and everything because we hardly ever see eachother.  I love drama kids.  And we wouldn't be quiet for the guy to take the picture.  We're so loud!  He let us do one with crazy poses and I hope that's the one that gets into the yearbook.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fun.  I have to borrow Rachael's camera tomorrow to get more pictures of noses.  It will be fun! Stephen actually set with us today.  I think he was tired of Rachael blowing him off for me.  lol.  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a project in english.  Blech.  I hate projects.  It's due on monday which stinks, because it'll be hard to get together over the weekend.  Blech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio was boring as usual.  All we did was notes.  Which were horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I had a WONDERFUL drama club meeting.  I got on the commitie that decides what feild trip we get to go on and what play we get to see.  I'm also gonna help out with the car wash next week.  Oh! And I got on this Bullitenboard Commitie where we make the showcases outside the auditorium all prettyful.  We get to put props and some of my pictures I took in there!  Yay!! I love drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home, watched TV, played DDR, and surfed the net.  I have to go eat dinner and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya later,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caitlin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;because I'm lazy like that&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>_cait_lin @ 2005-11-29T18:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-29T23:07:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-29T23:10:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Christmas Break is coming!&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;So this morning I almost missed my bus...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In History we did this stupid review thing.&amp;nbsp; It was like really pointless.&amp;nbsp; Hoover gave us the selection of essays that might be on Monday's test.&amp;nbsp; There were ten!&amp;nbsp; Tow from each freaking chapter!&amp;nbsp; It made me mad because how am I supposed to prepare for ten questions and memorize the stuff I preped along with study for the actual test!&amp;nbsp; And another thing.&amp;nbsp; The way he "fixed" the class now, he wants us to be more "involved," he doesn't even teach!&amp;nbsp; He makes us do all the work, and when we ask him questions, he doesn't know the answers.&amp;nbsp; I hate that class.&amp;nbsp; There is NO way we'll&amp;nbsp; be ready for the AP exam. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Latin really sucked, as per usual.&amp;nbsp; I was talking to Rand before class because he was absent and I hadn't seen him in a while, and Ms Ordonez came over and was like, "Rand don't talk to Caitlin because she has a bad grade in the class, but you can talk to other people because you have a better grade and she needs to pay attention to me." Well, she didn't say that in so may words, but that was what she meant.&amp;nbsp; She's really starting to bother me.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait till January so I can get out of this class!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In lunch I hung out with Rachael and took pictures of people with big noses.  And ate french fries.  And had snickerdoodles.  They were good. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;English was, ehh.&amp;nbsp; We did a schavenger hunt in Fahrenheit 451, and I think our team lost.&amp;nbsp; Whatever, I'll study.&amp;nbsp; I don't need&amp;nbsp;those stinking&amp;nbsp;bonus points.&amp;nbsp; By the way, Ray Bradbury(the author) is freaky bizzaro.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bio was boring.&amp;nbsp; We had a test, and I thought I missed like, five, but I got a perfect score.&amp;nbsp; I was quite happy :),&amp;nbsp;besides the fact that I hate that class.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm supposed to be cleaning my tornado-ridden&amp;nbsp;room, but I'd rather do this.&amp;nbsp; I'm quite tired, I may write some and then go to bed.&amp;nbsp; Writing helps me sleep like that.&amp;nbsp; I dunno why.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;later yo,&lt;br&gt;Caitlin&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm counting the days...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>_cait_lin @ 2005-11-28T17:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-28T22:15:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-28T22:17:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;that manic monday&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, I only&amp;nbsp;got an LJ because Ginger told me to, not really, but who cares, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today in drama Clarko was being stupid and decided that he wouldn't let us go to the auditorium.&amp;nbsp; Well, they were like doing something in there, but whatever, drama is more important. Anyway, we were doing this thing with a Brecht play and it's like really bizzare.&amp;nbsp; We have to like put sounds to the lines and everything.&amp;nbsp; We really didn't get that much time to do it.&amp;nbsp; Stupid Clarko.&amp;nbsp; I think my group's going to present ours on Wednesday....i dunno.&amp;nbsp; Maybe we can be in the auditorium then.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In latin Ms. Ordonez made no further mention of the stupid parent-teacher confernce she wants with me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was happy.&amp;nbsp; I have a 92 in the class.&amp;nbsp; Why the heck does she want a conference?&amp;nbsp; Stupid spanish people.&amp;nbsp; We did these boring translations today and i apparently got them all wrong.&amp;nbsp; Like I really care.&amp;nbsp; This is my last year of latin.&amp;nbsp; I just have to wait till the end of January and it will all be over.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lunch was fun, I got to hang out with Rachael and Nadja.&amp;nbsp; Rachael and I got to introduce Nadja to the wonderfullness that is ice cream sandwhiches.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;English was uber boring.&amp;nbsp; We just talked obout Fahranheit 451 and discussion stuff.&amp;nbsp; I did all my homework for that class during latin.&amp;nbsp; Cuz I'm responsible like that, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bio was boring as well, all we did was review.&amp;nbsp; I was like SUPER tired by then so I just about fell asleep.&amp;nbsp; Louis tried to get everyone to hide under the desks with him, but no one would.&amp;nbsp; We all laughed at him.&amp;nbsp; Fortlage probably would have been po'd if we all did it.&amp;nbsp; She gets mad WAY too easily.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then I went home and neglected my homework by typing this and looking around myspace.&amp;nbsp; I love that website.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have to glance out the window&amp;nbsp;like every ten seconds to see if my parents are coming home because I'm supposed to be cleaning my room as opposed to doing this, but I really don't care.&amp;nbsp; I'll probably got up in a few minutes anyway.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wanna talk to my Forge friends, none of them are online.&amp;nbsp; Figures.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well, I gotta go, eating Subway and all that jazz&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;love ya kids,&lt;br&gt;Caitlin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm reaaaallllly tired&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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