<?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-6072075</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:50:36.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life of a CAT</title><subtitle type='html'>meow</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-111099248950663396</id><published>2005-03-16T10:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T11:01:29.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oopsie poopsie</title><summary type='text'>hey guys!  just so you know I havent been using this but I have been updating here:http://www.xanga.com/ohsmellypoopfaceSo yeah, Im sorry for leaving some of you out in the dark...or at least those who read thins anymore, if any.-Cat</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/111099248950663396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/111099248950663396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111099248950663396' title='oopsie poopsie'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-110661519857522475</id><published>2005-01-24T19:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T19:06:38.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Have you seen my new whores?" -Mr. Rathbun</title><summary type='text'>Well, its Monday.  I made it through those 5 horrible days.  I went with Andrew's family to pick him up yesterday...that was a fun ride, lol.  He looked absolutley exhausted when he got off.  Poor baby.  I mean they only got a couple hours of sleep every night.  Prolly like the Califronia trip.Oh man, that was tiring.  But yeah, we drove back from the airport, had lunch at Mi Mi's Cafe and its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110661519857522475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110661519857522475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110661519857522475' title='&quot;Have you seen my new whores?&quot; -Mr. Rathbun'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-110626189862558235</id><published>2005-01-20T16:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T16:58:18.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss my Andrew...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110626189862558235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110626189862558235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110626189862558235' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-110601595017252710</id><published>2005-01-17T20:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T20:39:10.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Labou my good friend Ive been thinking..." "A dangerous pastime.." "I KNOW!" -Beauty and the Beast</title><summary type='text'>Yes...my weekend has been interesting and so much fun:)  On Friday, its was Andrew's mom's bday so his family and I went to Prima 140 !(really nice restuarant where we went to prom dinner)  YUM!  I got the chicken alfredo thing..again...Im a dork.  After that we chilled at his house.  His brother was on the phone 3-way while talking online...yes his brother, haha.  Wellnot much else happened that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110601595017252710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110601595017252710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110601595017252710' title='&quot;Labou my good friend Ive been thinking...&quot; &quot;A dangerous pastime..&quot; &quot;I KNOW!&quot; -Beauty and the Beast'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-110540040003618898</id><published>2005-01-10T17:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T17:40:00.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere only we know</title><summary type='text'>This is the super awesome song Ive been trying to remember and get stuck in my head for a week!  But it finally played on the radio so now I remember it!  Yay!  Enjoy:I walked across an empty landI knew the pathway like the back of my handI felt the earth beneath my feetSat by the river and it made me completeOh simple thing where have you goneI'm getting old and I need something to rely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110540040003618898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110540040003618898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110540040003618898' title='Somewhere only we know'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-110530894195983789</id><published>2005-01-09T16:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T16:22:36.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Uber Whore's Update:</title><summary type='text'>Ummmm, not much to update about. I had an awesome break! The best Ive ever had! Amanda came into town and we had a kick ass time! Especially New Years! A group of us (like 1/2 the Pit O Doom plus others) went to the Old Market to watch the firework display. We got there, had time to eat, got back and no one was there. We were there since 4! And we got our hay bails and put them in a square so we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110530894195983789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110530894195983789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110530894195983789' title='The Uber Whore&apos;s Update:'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-110351944067688050</id><published>2004-12-19T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T23:10:40.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days till break!</title><summary type='text'>what a wonderful weekend....well mostly just saturday night thanks to my sweetie andwoo!  The coolest Christams gift:)  And a wonderful night:)  With the perfect guy:)  Who could ask for more? :)-Cat</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110351944067688050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110351944067688050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110351944067688050' title='3 days till break!'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-110324869146579586</id><published>2004-12-16T19:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T19:58:11.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This whole being a girl thing...it really sucks...</title><summary type='text'>Yes, I didnt go to school today because of my cramps.  I should be fine tomorow though since it was my first day of heavy flow.  Hahaha, I just now imagined every guy fall to the floor cringing when they read that.  Sorry boys, its a fact of life.  Anywayz, I just layed around all day...it was ...very nice.  By like 3:00 I felt a whole lot better, too bad school is over *cough cough* and then I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110324869146579586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110324869146579586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110324869146579586' title='This whole being a girl thing...it really sucks...'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-110299338712966269</id><published>2004-12-13T20:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T21:03:07.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the ranting begin...</title><summary type='text'>After such a WONDERFUL weekend that I had (great 7th month with my Andrew) I sure had a horrible fucking day.  One thing after another...it just kept getting worse.  Well, I went to school and I was really tired.  Keiser and Rathbun still ahd to talk to me about my challange, and they had to do it together so that was bad news.  to catch you all up on this challange thing I originally was 6th </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110299338712966269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110299338712966269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110299338712966269' title='Let the ranting begin...'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-110230753011586360</id><published>2004-12-05T22:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T22:32:10.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>does anyone read my blog anymore?if you do please leave a note....not for any reason, just wondering, cus i am a pile who doesnt update and i prolly lost all my readers *shrug*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110230753011586360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110230753011586360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110230753011586360' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-110167649246307738</id><published>2004-11-28T14:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T15:14:52.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God for Thanksgiving</title><summary type='text'>Yes indeed...it was a MUCH NEEDED break.  Lets just say that this past month has been very hectic...it happens this time every year.  I had my first emotional/mental breakdown of the school year last Monday.  The stress from my parents about college shit and not being good enough and everything has just rolled into one.  I almost started crying at school but luckily held it in till I got home.  I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110167649246307738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/110167649246307738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110167649246307738' title='Thank God for Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109927791907654819</id><published>2004-10-31T20:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T16:52:01.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my never-ending weekend of FUN</title><summary type='text'>Yes, its been like FOREVER since I have updated, and Im sorry.But see...Catherine has been insainly busy latley. This past month was filled with school, homework, work, musical, marching band, and boyfriend...so if I somehow found time in all of that...then I may have blogged. So yeah, thats basically what I have been up to this month. Its been fun, but very long, and very stressful.Band...well</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109927791907654819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109927791907654819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109927791907654819' title='my never-ending weekend of FUN'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109657104396273084</id><published>2004-09-30T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T14:04:03.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>owww...my hangnail hurts</title><summary type='text'>And I guess that is basically what my week has been like...a painful hangnail.  Its been a really long tiring week and it's not even Friday yet.  Im in art right now, and Im bored.  Today, well, its been alright I guess.  Rehearsal went a lot better this morning since I didnt have to wear 4 layers of sweatshirts.  We had "mustang time" today so I could actually eat my breakfast this morning :)  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109657104396273084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109657104396273084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109657104396273084' title='owww...my hangnail hurts'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109642310596209468</id><published>2004-09-28T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T20:58:25.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what a freaking long day...is it over yet?</title><summary type='text'>here is my day in a few words:...moon setting on band field,damn jaw-popping-retarded-wheeled-jarvis,corruption of power,June Morrisy,super cool drill set by ME,stike 3 and Im out...again,bored outta my mind,bored outta my mind,bored outta my mind...ahem,hi-tech cash registers,mosquitoes,moon rising on band field...yup...that was my day, and dont worry...it takes an expert to follow</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109642310596209468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109642310596209468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109642310596209468' title='what a freaking long day...is it over yet?'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109624177391268709</id><published>2004-09-26T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T18:36:13.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh life is "so good"</title><summary type='text'>Does anyone read this thing anymore?  I mean I wouldnt due to my lack of updates.  Yeah, I just kinda stopped going online recently.  I dunno why...I guess I just dont have a big use for it and if I wanna talk to people I use the phone...scary huh?Well anyways, this past weekend KICKED MAJOR ASS!  Here are the major highlights Ill let you know:Friday Andrew came over and helped me babysit these</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109624177391268709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109624177391268709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109624177391268709' title='oh life is &quot;so good&quot;'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109501676284403225</id><published>2004-09-12T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T14:19:22.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so let me slip away</title><summary type='text'>How was my week? Pretty damn good. Actually, I have been in such an awesome mood for such a long time for no reason. I guess its all thanks to having my special someone ;) But yeah, due to having Monday off the week went a lot faster than usual. Which is awesome cus that makes the weekend arrive even faster. On Friday Pirnie, Katie, and I went down to UNO for the Millard North/ Prep game. Andrew </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109501676284403225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109501676284403225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109501676284403225' title='so let me slip away'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109460774223275297</id><published>2004-09-07T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T18:43:07.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>don't you shiver</title><summary type='text'>This is my new favorite song thanks to Androo...I dont know why but I like it, I like how it sounds and the lyrics are cool:Shiver by Coldplay (of course...who else would it be by from Andrew?)So I look in your directionBut you pay me no attention, do you?I know you don't listen to me'Cos you say you see straight through me, don't you?And on and onFrom the moment I wake,to the moment I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109460774223275297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109460774223275297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109460774223275297' title='don&apos;t you shiver'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109443913013625829</id><published>2004-09-05T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T21:53:41.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why does summer have to end? It went way too fast.Why did I quit my job? Well, I can think of at least 1 good reason...Why did Millard North lose their first freaking game against Millard West??? I mean, wtf, honestly.Why does the quartet have to split up next year? Cant we stay seniors forever?Why do I miss Andrew so much when I'm not with him, but have seen him everyday this weekend?life </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109443913013625829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109443913013625829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109443913013625829' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109408173794850196</id><published>2004-09-01T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T18:35:37.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, here are some updates:Skool takes way to f'ing long to get thru just one week...and it hasnt been in session for even a month yet. *sigh*  This past weekend was fun, but very very very short!  Friday night I worked and after that I went to Pirnie's for Quartet night!  Woot!  We played Cranium and Apples to Apples.  It was fun.  Then we woke up early Sat morning to march at Millard Days.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109408173794850196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109408173794850196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109408173794850196' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109319053507352840</id><published>2004-08-22T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T11:02:15.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>look at my pictures!Im uploading more and more all the time...so keep checking cus Im only halfway done right now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109319053507352840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109319053507352840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109319053507352840' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109318851711425112</id><published>2004-08-22T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T10:28:37.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy fun weekend</title><summary type='text'>Well, on Friday I went home during lunch and called Sue. I only got her answering machine so I left a message that said "I have a fever and I cant make it into work tonight". hahaha, right. Anyways, since school got out I had tons of fun! That was by far the best premier night I've ever had, which is good cus it was also my last at Millard North. Dinner was AWESOME! We had the coolest table there</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109318851711425112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109318851711425112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109318851711425112' title='Crazy fun weekend'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109271281472192054</id><published>2004-08-16T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T22:20:14.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't even begin to believe that summer is already over.This is truly depressing.Damn you skool.Damn you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109271281472192054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109271281472192054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109271281472192054' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109209435965173854</id><published>2004-08-09T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T18:32:39.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT PRESENTS!  I WANT PRESENTS!!!</title><summary type='text'>You are So and So. You're smart. And boys like you.This makes your friends jealous. You look soooogood.Which Teen Girls Squad Member are you?brought to you by</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109209435965173854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109209435965173854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109209435965173854' title='I WANT PRESENTS!  I WANT PRESENTS!!!'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109198971857669193</id><published>2004-08-08T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T13:33:11.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BAND CAMP!</title><summary type='text'>Sorry about the nonexistent blogging this week. I've been hella busy. Its band band band. And that's about it. Band camp from 8 AM to 4 PM and then there is always something else that involves band afterwards. Band camp was fun, but I'm so exhausted. I mean how much do you think I could do after having 2 weeks of band camp prior to this one? And its very stressful. Mr. Rathbun pushed us a lot. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109198971857669193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109198971857669193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109198971857669193' title='BAND CAMP!'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109130775303914964</id><published>2004-08-01T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T11:14:28.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>15 hours of band!</title><summary type='text'>So Friday wasnt as long/horrible as I anticipated. Actually, it was tons of fun! It started with FULL band camp at 8 AM. Not just freshmen...which was weird for me to get used too after this week. We first went out side and practiced fundamentals, since upperclassmen obviously forgot how to march. Then it got really dark and cloudy out and we broke into sectionals. It was weird to be a section </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109130775303914964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109130775303914964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109130775303914964' title='15 hours of band!'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109113998082375278</id><published>2004-07-29T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T17:26:20.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cuddle and a kiss on the forehead - you like to beclose to your special someone and feel warm,comfortable, and needed What Sign of Affection Are You? hehe, so true =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109113998082375278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109113998082375278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109113998082375278' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109113833121926705</id><published>2004-07-29T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T16:58:51.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this deserves a big yaaaaaaaaawn</title><summary type='text'>Ohhhh what a week.  Im too exhausted to keep up with all this.  First masonic, and now freshmen band camp.  Well, I wrote about monday already to here comes the rest of my week:Tuesday we went to band camp again, but we didnt have a sectional.  What did I do?  I went home and took a nap until we had band rehursal that night.  Freshmen really tire you out.  After varsity band rehursal I went home</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109113833121926705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109113833121926705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109113833121926705' title='this deserves a big yaaaaaaaaawn'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109088865494274875</id><published>2004-07-26T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T19:37:34.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of freshman band camp</title><summary type='text'>Today went over really well.  We went through introductions and then I had to go talk to my stupid counselor about what class I was going to have to drop to make room for a damn requirement.  Yeah, apparently I was missing a class I need to graduate.  So I dropped Painting and lucky me, I am stuck with Child Development.  Stupid Millard North.  Well, after that was finally over I ran out to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109088865494274875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109088865494274875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109088865494274875' title='first day of freshman band camp'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109077457936113140</id><published>2004-07-25T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T22:49:31.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stinkin Lincoln</title><summary type='text'>Yes I am back, I bet you are all soooooo excited to hear that!  And I also bet that you all wanna hear everything about my week at the Masonic All-Star Marching Band Camp??  Well okey dokey then.  Here it goes... Day One: Tuesday Katie failed at picking us up at 10:42 like she said she would, but she tried her hardest.  First we went to Amy's and said goodbye, cus shes a nerd (a nerd who won </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109077457936113140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109077457936113140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109077457936113140' title='Stinkin Lincoln'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109025269721486851</id><published>2004-07-19T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T10:58:17.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey all...im leaving for a day at Mahoney with Katie today, and then tomorrow is MASONIC BAND CAMP!!! WOOOOOoOOOOOOOoOOoo!  I might write about mahoney later tonight, i dunno it depends.  If not, I will see you all next week!  BYE! ps- if you are the 1, 111 visitor to my site, please leave a note saying so!  Why?  Cus 1111 is soooooo awesome!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109025269721486851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109025269721486851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109025269721486851' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-109008280987142108</id><published>2004-07-17T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T11:46:49.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Baby Oh YEah!" -Andrew Weak</title><summary type='text'>The rest of my Thursday was fun.  Band rehursal was really empty again...I dont know whats going on, its not good though.  I mean not even 1/3 of my section was there last night.  Oh well.  Since a lot of them have never seen the music before I was the only one left playing most of the time.  Then I sat in and played for the clarinets, baritones, and bones.  My parts completley different so Mr. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109008280987142108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/109008280987142108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109008280987142108' title='&quot;Baby Oh YEah!&quot; -Andrew Weak'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108991428543663399</id><published>2004-07-15T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T12:58:05.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just follow through</title><summary type='text'>Its been a great couple of days.  Monday...pretty boring...went to the pool and then hung out at home all night.Tuesday I went to the pool again and ran into Pirnie and "friends" and we all hung out and played keep away and color with Colleen and John.  Then lightning struck and we had to get out.  I almost drowned Jillian...oops.  Later that night I called Andrew but he wasn't picking up so I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108991428543663399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108991428543663399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108991428543663399' title='just follow through'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108973823701519680</id><published>2004-07-13T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T12:03:57.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yes...another survey...im bored</title><summary type='text'>What is your favorite..gum:Extra restaurant:Cheeseburger in Paradice drink:DIET COKE season:summer! type of weather:really hot and sunny emotion:love thing to do on a half day:fly kites at zorenski late-night activity:watch a movie sport:football city:St. Louis store:yankee candle...right Andrew? hahaha When was the last time you..cried:yesterday?  cmon, im a girl played a sport:haha...ummmm...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108973823701519680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108973823701519680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108973823701519680' title='yes...another survey...im bored'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108960153675107912</id><published>2004-07-11T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T22:05:36.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I *heart* Groove Puppet</title><summary type='text'>Lets start with Thursday night.  Well, we were supposed to go see 88IMPROV downtown in the Old Market at 8:00.  Well, I got off work at 7:30, Andrew showed up and we waited for Katie who was picking up Amy and Jordan.  Then we headed to the Old Market, turns out Amy is an idiot who didnt know it was every other Thursday.  So we ended up walking around all night.  We looked at music at Homers and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108960153675107912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108960153675107912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108960153675107912' title='I *heart* Groove Puppet'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108930708978614832</id><published>2004-07-08T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T12:18:09.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks, Band, Bowling, Apples, and...Bad Stuff *covers eyes*</title><summary type='text'>My aunt and her two little boys were visting this week from San Diego.  What a great week to come here, you know, cold and rainy....woohoo.  Anyways, I think its cute cus my brother Jack is Micheal's age, and my brother John is Matthew's age.  So they got along really well.  Thats the reason why I havent been online at night cus they slept in here.  But they left this morning.So thats all thats </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108930708978614832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108930708978614832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108930708978614832' title='Fireworks, Band, Bowling, Apples, and...Bad Stuff *covers eyes*'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108890212916508104</id><published>2004-07-03T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T19:52:21.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello again.Not much has really happened since Tuesday or whenever.On Thursday night Andrew and I saw Spiderman 2 and I about peed my pants thru most of it...but its super cool.  Haha, I recomend seeing it!  So that was cool.  When we went back to my house he had a sock fight with my siblings...heh.  The rest of the night was basically spent watching Dude Wheres My Car on TV...heh, so dumb...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108890212916508104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108890212916508104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108890212916508104' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108856505540971241</id><published>2004-06-29T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T22:10:55.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wells, this weeks been great!After work on Friday I drove across the way to Albertsons and asked Andrew if he wanted to go to fireworks with my family.  Haha.  I think he had a good time...hmmm, haha.  We basically sat around on a blanket for an hour till it got dark and then watched fireworks.  We made fun of my dad some, and my mom wouldn't shut up about Beer Gardens, and Jillian sang "TNT </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108856505540971241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108856505540971241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108856505540971241' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108839507908666117</id><published>2004-06-27T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T22:57:59.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>long ass survey...whine about it</title><summary type='text'>What is your name?:Catherine Are you named after anyone?:my great grandma I think What's your screename?:CatToy05 Would you name a child of yours after you?:nah If you were born a member of the opposite sex what would your name be?:Tobey If you could switch names with a friend who would it be?:Molly Are there any mispronounciations/typos that ppl do w/ your name constantly?:Yeah, they spell it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108839507908666117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108839507908666117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108839507908666117' title='long ass survey...whine about it'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108822095222252958</id><published>2004-06-25T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T22:35:52.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and another one...</title><summary type='text'>What's a weird fear you have that no one else probably does?:backing into dumpsters Is not Jon Stewart great?:sure What song are you listening to?:none, but i have "how far is heaven" stuck in my head Best face wash/acne fighting product?:umm, i dunno, i dont use any How loud do you sneeze?:not too loud...semi-cutish Do you like your handwriting?:yupp Ugliest color you've ever seen?:the color of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108822095222252958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108822095222252958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108822095222252958' title='and another one...'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108818979994940207</id><published>2004-06-25T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T13:56:39.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another survery...deal with it</title><summary type='text'>andy is...:a possible nickname for my boyfriend you're...:a crazy gurl i like monkies:me too! band is...:the coolest thing in the whole entire world!!!  I cant live without it! can sex wait:yes...not till youre married most horrible word...:ummm...im not sure....Sue (?) 'love' is used too often:no, i disagree speaking in rhyme is...:annoying woohu is...:spelled incorrectly...its woohoo football </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108818979994940207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108818979994940207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108818979994940207' title='another survery...deal with it'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108818844651164057</id><published>2004-06-25T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T13:34:06.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LiFe iS aMaZiNg</title><summary type='text'>Last night I had so much fun!  Andrew took me out to Cheeseburger in Paradice cus I love burgers!  We walked around the new mall and I actually got him to go into the Yankee Candle shop and smell all the candles with me.  It was fun.  We walked around a lot of he shops like Sheels and we visited his friend at Bed Bath and Beyond, and he ran into the wall, hahaha.  Smooth Andrew..smooth.  Well, we</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108818844651164057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108818844651164057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108818844651164057' title='LiFe iS aMaZiNg'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108800949270018786</id><published>2004-06-23T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T14:05:02.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont read unless really bored like me....</title><summary type='text'>Im going to be like Katie and answer a survey since Im bored as Hell this morning...Your name: CatherineWhat it means: pure or something like that *shrug*Nickname(s): Cat, Bone, Smelly...it all worksAstrological sign: airesParents names: Mark and CarolinePiercings and location: My ears...I want my bellybutton pierced but my mom wont let meWho Was.... Your first crush: Oh geez...ummm...I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108800949270018786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108800949270018786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108800949270018786' title='Dont read unless really bored like me....'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108792815298316750</id><published>2004-06-22T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T13:15:52.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmm this week isnt all to interesting to Blog about.  I havent one much at all cept work and went to Andrews the other night.  Wow...Im really boring.  Hmmm, went to the pool yesterday, and took all the kids.  We ran into Natalie Vanderbean or however he name is spelt.  Then I worked.  We were screwed over last night cus Tim called in sick and it was just Mat and I...oh man, horrible.  He was on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108792815298316750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108792815298316750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108792815298316750' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108752849011970244</id><published>2004-06-17T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T22:14:50.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I had to take the kids to the pool but it was okay cus Katie came too:)  She got burnt.  We had fun tho, watching Robbie Pirnie flirt it up, being annoyed by my brother, and then teaching Katie how to swim, hahaha.  My chest is burnt for the 4th time this month...thats not good.  It shouldnt burn anymore.  And my face is burnt...that all the burning I have, but my back is majorly peeling...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108752849011970244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108752849011970244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108752849011970244' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108744182659879572</id><published>2004-06-16T21:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T00:26:06.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...look at the stars, look how they shine for you, and all the things you do...yeah they were all yellow...</title><summary type='text'>That title is for you Andrew :)Well, its been a good past few days.  Saturday kicked ass.  I went to work in the storm and had a great time for once!  It was Karen, Matt, and I.  We played in the rain, and with water bottle squirt things, and with the hose thing...inside.  Matts ass got soaked, my hair, and Karens boob.  It was funny...but then I was freezing later that night.  After work Andrew</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108744182659879572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108744182659879572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108744182659879572' title='...look at the stars, look how they shine for you, and all the things you do...yeah they were all yellow...'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108701744887816827</id><published>2004-06-12T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T00:17:28.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I don't really have anything specific to write right now about my week cept its rocked.  My cousin Amanda came in on like Sunday and it been a blast ever since.  Here's a quick update: Andrew's dad is awesome for fixing my back window for FREE!!!  He receives major props on that one!  Ummm, what else?  I really like the non-working thing in oppose to the working thing.  Oh, popsicles are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108701744887816827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108701744887816827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108701744887816827' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108648880385503574</id><published>2004-06-05T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T21:26:43.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sooooo....where did I leave off exactly?  tuesday?  hmmmm.So Wednesday was my only day off this week.  Katie called and wanted me to go to Hu Hot with her and her sister but I was still feeling sick.  Dammit...I cant eat pizza anymore guys, thats what 9 months at a pizza place does to you :(  Well, anyways, I felt better a little laer so Katie, her sister, and me and my sister, went to the new </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108648880385503574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108648880385503574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108648880385503574' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108610858705922680</id><published>2004-06-01T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T11:49:47.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the lack of updating but Ive been busy as Hell this past week!Heres and update:After school on Wednesday, well it was crazy...involved wrong BW3s, resturants that dont open till 4, Sonic, and craziness.After school on Thursday the Quartet went to the cool BW3s and we had a good time.  Played trivia, pitch, ate some wings...overall good time.Friday was the last day of school as well </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108610858705922680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108610858705922680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108610858705922680' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108553987488216297</id><published>2004-05-25T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T21:51:14.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay!  I made section leader!  Im so excited for marching season!!!Anyways, this week...its an interesting one.  Studied a hell of a lot tonight and I think im officialy done with that.  All I have to get thru is tomorrow and the rest of the week is smooth sailing.  Thursday is a half day thats completley worthless to me, and Friday is the same.  Friday is Andrews bday!  Cant wait!  Heres how my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108553987488216297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108553987488216297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108553987488216297' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108544658597037082</id><published>2004-05-24T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T19:56:25.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here I am again...Procrastinating.  I really need to be tested for ADD.  Or at least we can call is SAOD (School Almost Over Disorder), otherwise known as senioritis...Too bad I have one more year to go.Anyways, my day was...Boring I guess.  Yeah, it really was.  I guess I could go through my day anyway...Math - reviewed for final...I remember doing all this once upon a time, its just too bad I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108544658597037082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108544658597037082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108544658597037082' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108536936992665759</id><published>2004-05-23T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T22:29:29.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heres the rest of my weekend...Saturday I cleaned the house, meck, cleaned my room, meck, and cleaned the van of all the broken glass, MECK.  My dad and I went to a gas station and used their vacuume and since my van is gay, the back latch is broken so I had to hold it open the whole time...its heavy man.  After that its was pretty much time for me to go to work.  It was one of those SAturday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108536936992665759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108536936992665759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108536936992665759' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108520180541201364</id><published>2004-05-21T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T23:56:45.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay...Here it goes:For such a damn fucked up horrible week of Hell, I had a pretty awesomely fun night:)Here it is for those of you who haven't heard yet...Yesterday after work was over I was backing out of the stall.  I was parked on a diff side than usual, and started to turn the radio up.  I hit the gas too hard and slammed right into the dumpster.  My back windshield is GONE!  Perfect </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108520180541201364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108520180541201364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108520180541201364' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108498143804617974</id><published>2004-05-19T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T10:43:58.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, here I am again...bored out of my mind.  *sigh* I really hate this class. She wont let me talk to Katie who is here in the library, even when I have a whole week to make my powerpoint.  Well, lets talk about a good day...yesterday.  The concert was fun:)  Even though it was the worst one symphonic band had performed in all year.  I think that percussion was sleeping or something, it was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108498143804617974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108498143804617974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108498143804617974' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108489464233902608</id><published>2004-05-18T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T10:37:22.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I seriously have ADD or something because instead of working on my power point speech thing I am writing this.  Its speech class...I am bored.  Somebody help me!  Oh yeah, its "smile somebody loves you day" according to Drew Christainson.  He came in with a big box of donuts.  Mmmm.  But then we got kciked out of the hall, again.  But this time we protested and stayed put.  It sorta worked.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108489464233902608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108489464233902608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108489464233902608' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108483462631374660</id><published>2004-05-17T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T18:37:36.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday Andrew and I went to Amelia's to watch Shrek with Kelli and Sarah.  That was a good time, though not much watching got done cus we all talk too much.  But oh well, it was a nice lazy Sunday afternoon. :)Today...I dont quite know how I feel about it.  It had bad moments as well as good.  Bad ones:  the pool felt like a freaking lake and all I wanted that hour was a nice hot shower after</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108483462631374660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108483462631374660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108483462631374660' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108468029377133126</id><published>2004-05-15T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T23:04:53.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Big Band Dance...how do I even start?  I had the best time ever!!!  Thankyou Andrew for such a wonderful night! :)  I had so much fun! ;)  It was great, and very tiring!  So much movement!  Hahaha.  And the finger things too, that was funny.  Slow dances will always be my favorite though! ;)  Anyways, after last night I slept in, well sorta.  I woke up cus Sue called and asked if I could come in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108468029377133126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108468029377133126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108468029377133126' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108438756108972835</id><published>2004-05-12T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T19:17:23.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This week has been so awesome! :)  Monday night was so great!  Yesterday was too.  I went down to work and noticed wow...I have to work tonight though I cant...shit.  So I called like a million people and Ryan agreed to work for me.  WHEW!  I was on my way to school cus Katie and I were going to meet there b4 going to the banquet.  Well, I was stopped on a red light going over Dodge on 144th and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108438756108972835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108438756108972835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108438756108972835' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108428961747941408</id><published>2004-05-11T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T10:33:37.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh geez...the variety show was AMAZING!  I havent laughed so hard since Taquito night.  Oh I am sooooo happy right now:)  Some know why, others dont:)  Weeeee!  Life rocks!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108428961747941408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108428961747941408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108428961747941408' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108422431202225162</id><published>2004-05-10T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T16:25:12.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holy crap...I'm not sure how to feel about this new blogger layout...woah, what a change!Anyways, this should be a fun week.Variety show tonight, Banquet tomorrow, and Big Band Dance on Friday!  WOOT!  Sooooo excited!Oh yeah!  You all have to see Mean Girls!  Its so funny and so true!  My philosophy on life: Boys are dumb and girls are mean.  Well gtg!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108422431202225162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108422431202225162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108422431202225162' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108406585789457115</id><published>2004-05-08T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T20:28:47.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its been one hell of a long week.yesterday...not my favorite day.  So back in March when we had our band auditions I did so horrible that I was bawling when I reached the band room.  Well, yesterday morning, as I was telling Joy, I predicted that I would land 5th to 7th chair symphobic.  Every one told me that I wouldnt, that I couldnt have done that bad.  Well surprise surprise.  7th chair.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108406585789457115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108406585789457115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108406585789457115' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108372066802620006</id><published>2004-05-04T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T20:51:44.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some people just need to keep thier mouth shut if they know what is good for them...*ahem* marahoh, id like to sing a song...to the tune of Grandioso:____ ____ is a whore____ ____ is a whore____ ____ isssss a whoreeeee, ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho whore!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108372066802620006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108372066802620006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108372066802620006' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108355216223790667</id><published>2004-05-02T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T21:47:03.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Prom was soooooo awesome!  Lets start at the beginning.  At 3:30 Andrew was coming to pick me up and I was still having a nail crisis.  Actually, I was finishing painting my last one when he rang the door bell, haha.  We  took a few pictures at my house and then he opened the door to his car for me, #1.  (I'm counting how many times he does that)  We took pictures at his house and I met his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108355216223790667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108355216223790667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108355216223790667' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108337946498083529</id><published>2004-04-30T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T21:51:41.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey guys!  Im not dead!...yet  Sorry for the lack of online communication but we had a virus in the comp again!  So I havent been online for like 4 or 5 days now!  *shocked face*Its been a long week, so I will just give you my random thoughts about it...4 days of work in a row with Sue as your boss is a bitchi hate school, its boringI am cranky cus I havent had nap time all weekim </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108337946498083529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108337946498083529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108337946498083529' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108302119798468973</id><published>2004-04-26T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T18:17:31.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...I said one two three take your hand and come with me because you look so fine and I really wanna make you mine...</title><summary type='text'>Oh man, this past weekend was kick ass awesome!Saturday night at 6 Katie, Norris, Allie, Pirnie, and I went to Chipotle to bother Ann and to get good food of course.  So that was great...my burrito kept exploding in my lap, eh, whatcha gonna do?  So after that we all went to Pirnie's and watched "Extreme Eliminations", haha, that was awesome...cept no asians in that episode and it seemed to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108302119798468973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108302119798468973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108302119798468973' title='...I said one two three take your hand and come with me because you look so fine and I really wanna make you mine...'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108231033471337105</id><published>2004-04-18T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T12:49:36.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm so jealous I ran into the gutter"</title><summary type='text'>Oh yesterday.What a great day despite shaky beginnings.  So I guess there was a wrong schedule sent out so Amy was being called while loading the buss as well as a few others.  I sat with Amelia on the way there and back.  We watched Andrew Wismer freak out when Cody would touch him, hahaha.  Well, we finally made it, all of us freaking out over a bad schedule.  And then more bad news, most of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108231033471337105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108231033471337105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108231033471337105' title='&quot;I&apos;m so jealous I ran into the gutter&quot;'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108217241695216069</id><published>2004-04-16T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T22:30:56.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh...heres another AWESOME song!:8 o'clock, Monday night and I'm waitin'To finally talk to a girl a little cooler than me.Her name is Nona, she's a rocker with a nose ring,She wears a two way, but I'm not quite sure what that means.And when she walks,All the wind blows and the angels sing.She doesn't notice me!Cause she is watchin' wrestlingCreamin' over tough guysListenin' to rap </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108217241695216069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108217241695216069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108217241695216069' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108217195265087130</id><published>2004-04-16T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T22:23:12.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got a little bit of hopeLike a soap on a ropeSweeter than sourBut getting thinner by the hourFalling fast, and I'm running out of gasMuggin on your sister!Smart as Bobby Fischer!Still I couldn't get arrestedThough I got more hooksThan Madonna got looksAnd just like that AC/DC songCome on baby, shake me all night longAll I want to doIs stay till early in the morning(You know I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108217195265087130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108217195265087130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108217195265087130' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108206607556544436</id><published>2004-04-15T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T16:58:33.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*sigh* what a long day...and its not even over.  School drug on as usual.  Swimming was HELL!  My muscles were sore from all the craziness yesterday and we played water polo today.  AKA - not getting to touch the wall in the deep end while someone is pushing you under.  It was fun, but also very hard.  You have 2 offence, 2 defense and a goaly.  Well, Eric and Justin were together trading off on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108206607556544436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108206607556544436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108206607556544436' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108197866239533037</id><published>2004-04-14T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T16:41:39.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HoOooOOoLy Crap!  I am completley WIRED!!!  So last night at Albertsons I bought a 2 Liter of Code Red Mt. Dew!  This morning I drank half of it and then a tiny bit during speech.  By that time I was uncontorllably moving some body part, for those of you who know me well I was moving my hands and stuff like my feet do.  So Id randomly start tapping a pen like crazy or something.  And yeah.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108197866239533037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108197866239533037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108197866239533037' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108186978527482194</id><published>2004-04-13T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T10:27:00.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got caught.Those extra 20 minutes that I wanted to sleep in this morning are to fault.I pulled in and saw Fred's white truck and thought, oh crap.  So I got out and started walking into the building, then he honked at me and told me to come over to him.  He was like "do you have a parking permit?" and I was like "I was going to go in to talk to somebody about it today" (lying though my teeth)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108186978527482194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108186978527482194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108186978527482194' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108180356143940183</id><published>2004-04-12T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T16:03:15.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This morning I hit my head twice and saw the worst person in the whole world (Sue) on my way to school!  It was a preminision of something bad.  Which happened 2nd hour...I felt really sick...girl reason sick, and my mom called me out.  So I went home which was nice cus I got to just lay around.  I just got back from picking Chris up at school.  Nobody was there, which was upsetting...I bought a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108180356143940183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108180356143940183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108180356143940183' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108173421854128438</id><published>2004-04-11T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T20:47:31.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, I have changed the layout of my blog once again.  I am really satisfied with this one though. So I worked last night, and even though Sue was in her usual uber bitch mode I had fun, I love the people I work with...well most of them.  There is this 26 year old named Karen, dont get me wrong, she is nice...but how on earth does she get a job?  Shes so stupid!  Yesterday she put like 5 more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108173421854128438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108173421854128438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108173421854128438' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108161329165892686</id><published>2004-04-10T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T11:12:02.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night was awesome.  I drove over to Katies at like 5:30, and then her, Pirnie, and I went to Chipoltle for opening night dinner.  Mmmmm, it was sooooo good but sooo spicy, oh yeah...Pirnie's a whimp, lol.  After dinner and a long angry conversation on how much band is going to suck next year, we decided that TCBY was definatley in order.  I had a Mississippi Mud, and I almost exploded it was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108161329165892686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108161329165892686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108161329165892686' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108138367432071443</id><published>2004-04-07T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T19:31:42.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just worked, meckcheck this out: http://www.emusing.com/f_tst1203.aspps- i got hair, tell me what you all got!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108138367432071443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108138367432071443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108138367432071443' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108129427596123344</id><published>2004-04-06T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T18:35:01.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, today was so horrible!Lets start with the morning.  In band we were told about the budget cut.  Why does our band keep getting screwed over?  It's really beginning to piss me off.  So go ahead and take all of our money away and not let us pay an activity fee, its okay, we don’t need to go to competitions anyways.  Oh speaking of competitions, we are screwed if we want to compete next year </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108129427596123344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108129427596123344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108129427596123344' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108076874078676988</id><published>2004-03-31T15:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T15:35:58.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night I drove over to Papa Murphy's, picked up a free pizza, and the drove to Katie's.  Katie and I hung out there or a little while and then drove over to Pirnie's house.  We cooked the pizza and watched our video we made from freshman year...wow,  what a long time ago!  Oh, and I cant believe I predicted that so well!  Hahaha.  Anyways, after that we played bumper pool and then I drove us </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108076874078676988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108076874078676988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108076874078676988' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108065530840045635</id><published>2004-03-30T08:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T08:05:24.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woot for Terra Novas!woot for me finally driving!woot for nice weather on Terra Nova days where I can drive!life is grand</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108065530840045635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108065530840045635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108065530840045635' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108041180057915940</id><published>2004-03-27T12:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T12:29:21.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A thankyou goes out to Andrew Norris for being my prom date! :)Anyways, I woke up this moring by SpongeBob's annoying laughter.  Katie had been watching it for quite a while.  The 3 of us got up and ready and went to Albertsons...they still dont have my film developed!!!  Man, its been a freaking week.  Well, we decided to go to Village Inn and have breakfast.  So we go through the crazy thick </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108041180057915940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108041180057915940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108041180057915940' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108036537545440946</id><published>2004-03-26T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T23:33:06.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What an awesome birthday.  It started off great, we played invisible hackey sack and duck duck goose outside before school even started.  It was so awesome.  Well, except for the fact of me falling in a puddle and busting my kneecaps.  Owwie.  So there will be huge bruises tomorrow ontop of the swelling on my right one.  Nothing much else happened cept for my 99.5% on my literary analysis!!!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108036537545440946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108036537545440946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108036537545440946' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108027078468636666</id><published>2004-03-25T21:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T21:16:34.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was one of those days that just rocked my face off 100%.  I was in such a great mood all day and the feeling never ended!  I need to start out really positive more often!  I mean, swimming kicked ass with those girls today!  They make me laugh!  Lindsay, Britt, and I went out to show Draper and all the guys our beautiful shampooed mohawks, oh man that was great.  But seriously, this whole </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108027078468636666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108027078468636666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108027078468636666' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108023272993107923</id><published>2004-03-25T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T10:42:18.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its my last day of being sweet 16...thats so sad:(This has been a great year...well most of it has anyways!Im gonna make today a blast!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108023272993107923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108023272993107923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108023272993107923' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-108001443512433885</id><published>2004-03-22T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T22:04:00.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What kind of band geek are you?  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108001443512433885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/108001443512433885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108001443512433885' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107992881649914662</id><published>2004-03-21T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T22:17:00.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its decided, Im not going to prom this year...you all have fun without me!guess Ill be saving my perfect dress for next year...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107992881649914662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107992881649914662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107992881649914662' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107989874769452755</id><published>2004-03-21T13:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T13:55:50.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After a horrible night at work, I took a shower and put my PJs on...but I didnt want to just sit around and do nothing on my last night of Spring Break, so I called Katie.  She came over in her sweat pants, lol, and we played Mario Party with Christine, and then went online and read some funny shitz for a bit.  Hahaha, good stuff!  Katie you rock my face off!  And yes...we are the only normal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107989874769452755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107989874769452755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107989874769452755' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107975094833336360</id><published>2004-03-19T20:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T20:52:29.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was awesome.  I woke up early this morning to clean for my mom and then Katie picked me up at 10:20 to go to the Old Market.  Originally the plan was to go to Zorenski, but it was too windy.  We picked up Amy and then went to Bakers to get film and then to the ATM for Katie's money, finally, when we were halfway down Dodge Amy realized we weren't going to Zorenski after all.  It took her a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107975094833336360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107975094833336360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107975094833336360' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107971187950059852</id><published>2004-03-19T09:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T10:23:02.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night Jon and I went to see 50 First Dates.  We had some time to kill b4hand so he taught me how to drive a stick shift!  Ahhh, lol.  It was fun though, really it was Jon.  Then we saw the movie, it was really cute but also sad.  Well I guess it was happy cus the guy never stopped loving her no matter what and was there for her, but I guess when I saw pre-views I always thought she got her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107971187950059852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107971187950059852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107971187950059852' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107964736288029301</id><published>2004-03-18T16:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T16:06:02.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This morning Katie called and we decided to go to Hu Hot.  Mmmmm.  Well after Hu Hot we felt like we were going to freaking explode!  We walked around Khols and Target and I got a purse.  Then we went to Starbucks (God knows why...we just stufed ourselves to exploding point) and she took us home.  I am cleaning right now so that I can go out later.  Not sure where with who, but just so I can go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107964736288029301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107964736288029301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107964736288029301' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107957359070169310</id><published>2004-03-17T19:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T19:36:29.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exactly a year ago I was on a plane ride going from LA to St. Louis.  I stole...I mean, didn't steal a blanket from the airline.  Jon was wearing a leprechaun hat and had a striped beard and Allie, Jon, Cassie, and I were coloring Beauty and the Beast pictures.  Hahaha, oh good times.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107957359070169310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107957359070169310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107957359070169310' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107954729811759626</id><published>2004-03-17T12:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T12:18:16.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night was pretty cool.  I finally got out of the house this break!  I was about to go crazy!  Jon picked me up and we went to Ann's to watch the worst movie ever...Gremlins *gags*  How was that ever popular??  Dan called and said that people were over at the Fry's.  So we three crammed in Jons truck and went over there.  We told embarrassing stories about Dan, watched the guys play pool, and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107954729811759626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107954729811759626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107954729811759626' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107940426571876455</id><published>2004-03-15T20:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T20:34:21.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're a Pink Crayon. Fuzzy Bunnies and Ribbons.You're a sweet color. You represent romance,females, playfulness, and tenderness. You canalso be a charming color. Fussy wuzzy. What Color Crayon Are You brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107940426571876455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107940426571876455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107940426571876455' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107923160640712550</id><published>2004-03-13T20:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T20:36:39.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To think...exactly a year ago the Millard North Marching Band was screaming their lungs out at Medevail Times in California.  Thats fucking crazy.  A whole fucking year ago!  And tonight, one year later, I was washing dishes for over 2 hours straight at Papa Murphy's.  Funny...yet not so much.  *sigh* what happened to those good ole days?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107923160640712550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107923160640712550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107923160640712550' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107914716340436885</id><published>2004-03-12T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T21:09:15.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday Amy picked me up at 4:30 and we took her little sister to the park.  We drove around then nieghborhood and found this beautiful house hat looks like it should be down south on a plantation!  So we drove slowly around it taking pictures!  Haha, like we were tourists or something!  After that Amy, Rachel, and I went over to Pirnies house and we played bumper pool for a little bit.  Then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107914716340436885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107914716340436885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107914716340436885' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107897245020711467</id><published>2004-03-10T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T21:28:22.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are an angel of the forest. You love to have agood time and to get in trouble. For you, it'sall fun and games. You like to have friends,preferably not human, and can converse with allanimals. You love to party, and like to bealone. You are a deep person, but most peoplemiss it. Thinking that you are just childishand young. Which you are not. You are old, andwise, even if nobody can see it. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107897245020711467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107897245020711467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107897245020711467' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107897078143578818</id><published>2004-03-10T20:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T20:13:31.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh what a day...but first, in regard to my "death" thing down below, Pirnie is supposed to die her freshman year of college by running with scissors and only 2 will attend her funeral.  Kinda sad, lol.Anyways, Im really getting tire of people.  Like seriously...I cant wait for break because my list of people I cant stand to be around is growing higher and higher each day.  I dont know...it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107897078143578818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107897078143578818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107897078143578818' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107887199824262409</id><published>2004-03-09T16:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T16:43:05.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What will your Funeral be like? by rashockUsernameYou will die by:You die in sweet bliss while having sex with your lover or partner. Seems they were so good your heart couldn't stand it and stopped. Talk about a heart breaker, but at least everyone sees you inyour casket with a smile of your face.Death Date:September 10, 2066Number attending your funeral?112How much will you leave to friends and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107887199824262409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107887199824262409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107887199824262409' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107880563897085198</id><published>2004-03-08T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T22:17:05.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh man, i just went to a site that had all these diff breeds of doggies:)  I cant wait till im on my own and able to have dogs:)  I love them soooooo much.  Im going to adopt quite a few from a pound or something, so they have a home.  That way they are happy and I am happy, cus puppies are adorable, but i dont feel much like training them to not chew on things and whatnot.Sorry....that was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107880563897085198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107880563897085198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107880563897085198' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107870865885477823</id><published>2004-03-07T19:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T19:20:43.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG!!!I just bought the prettiest prom dress in the world today!Its soooooo gorgeous!!!  Its light pink, and goes perfect with my skin and hair, and it fit perfectly and its floor length and absolutely beautiful!Too bad I don't have a date to go with it, oh well.I'm really excited tho!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107870865885477823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107870865885477823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107870865885477823' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107862504204807544</id><published>2004-03-06T20:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T20:07:05.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are CLARISSA EXPLAINS IT ALL.  She is a radchick with absolutely no fashion sense.   Which old school Nickelodeon show are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107862504204807544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107862504204807544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107862504204807544' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107860500219158675</id><published>2004-03-06T14:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T14:33:05.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night was so fucking hilarious!  I went to Mr. and Ms. Mustang and laughed my ass off practically the whole night.  And for all you band nerds... Reiter won!!!  Wooo!  Way to go Mr. Band!!!  He was so funny, i couldnt believe it!  I never knew how funny that kid was!  Natalie Jo Hanson won for the girls, she was Ms. Student COuncil.  So yeah, tons of fun, cant wait for next years.  Oh!  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107860500219158675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107860500219158675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107860500219158675' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072075.post-107837098414391258</id><published>2004-03-03T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T21:32:43.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ow!  My hopes of ever reaching first base!!!</title><summary type='text'>Hahaha, thats a damn good Teen Girl Squad!Today was good.I love my new hair and apparantly so does everbody else! So thats good:)  Im pleased.  I think its really cute and totally suits me.I really dont have anything else to say but to watch the new Teen Girl Squad.  It gets funnier every time I see it.cheerleader: "lets go set our stuff down by those olda boyz"so and so: "i bet they play </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107837098414391258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6072075/posts/default/107837098414391258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shutupsue.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107837098414391258' title='Ow!  My hopes of ever reaching first base!!!'/><author><name>Cat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705069232636723434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
