<?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-6738277</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:45:45.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarter of The Quartet</title><subtitle type='html'>One-fourth of Millard North's most secrect society.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738277.post-110765732424238689</id><published>2005-02-05T20:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T20:35:24.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"The University of Wyoming is, like, the only college above sea level" - Caryl</title><content type='html'>Well I'm back from Hastings... Ask me how it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, and exhausting, but I like playing the oboe, and sometimes people like listening to me play the oboe.. maybe I have some highlights running around here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was first chair.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about Mormans.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Rathbun made us angry, and then feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Tuba Travis was there...&lt;br /&gt;Made fun of Mr Myers laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Martinez is super cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's all I remember, maybe I'll have stories later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is orchestra and scholarships... tonight is sleeping and drooling....&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding about the drooling part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110765732424238689?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110765732424238689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110765732424238689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110765732424238689' title='&quot;The University of Wyoming is, like, the only college above sea level&quot; - Caryl'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110722662783074692</id><published>2005-01-31T20:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T20:57:07.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fist of Discontent....</title><content type='html'>SO do you ever get so annoyed with the someone the mere mention of their name sends anger running through your veins??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I sure have and you all know who it is and even if you don't Bone and KP and AMy and Kelli do and no one reads this anyways so it doesn't matter, but yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because she talks about my friends or even me. Or maybe its because she's a self-rightous spoiled brat who is too stupid to do anything with her life besides live off her Daddy's money... Maybe it's that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and its also the Holy Whore, she's up there on the annoyance scale...that whole thing is just too wierd for me...if that's "flirting" then I don't want to think about what happens when we're not looking... yuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are my two tests tomorrow... Double the not fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to study!!! BOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110722662783074692?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110722662783074692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110722662783074692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110722662783074692' title='Fist of Discontent....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110700700950765573</id><published>2005-01-29T07:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T07:56:49.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OW! My Toe!</title><content type='html'>Well its Dinkle time again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyones interested...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNO Honor Band Concert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:oo PM&lt;br /&gt;Strauss Performing Arts Center&lt;br /&gt;UNO Wind Ensemle&lt;br /&gt;Maverick Band...ME!&lt;br /&gt;Duarngo Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fun time will be had by all. I will also be signing autographs in the lobby immediately following the concert... just kidding....unless you really want one... you never know, I could be famous one day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110700700950765573?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110700700950765573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110700700950765573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110700700950765573' title='OW! My Toe!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110686447022240159</id><published>2005-01-27T16:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T16:21:10.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When French people swear do they say pardon my English?</title><content type='html'>So lately I've been bored...and busy... at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because I've been Bored doing busy things...&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe that's supposed to be busy doing boring things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I don't have to go to school tomorrow. Take that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are somethings I do have to do tomorrow. Or today. Or both.&lt;br /&gt;Practice.&lt;br /&gt;Give tours for incoming freshmen&lt;br /&gt;Audition and play at UNO Honor Band&lt;br /&gt;Maybe do something fun afterwards... please anybody??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its not as long as I thought, but that doesn't include Saturdaywhich has these things to do:&lt;br /&gt;Play in concert&lt;br /&gt;Go to HuHot andPhantom with Abby and Doug and Ben and Doran&lt;br /&gt;SHOLARSHIPS!! Yuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that sucks....I want to make sticky notes for everything I have to do so that then when I finish something I can crumple the sticky note up, or set it on fire or something like that... That'd be fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmmm....Side comment:&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to Keiwit and talked to eigth graders about IB, I recognized almost NO ONE because all of my teachers have left. Plus MMe Shannon didn;t recognize us.. Is life worth living??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Othe side note: Mr. Rathbun is the weirdest gut I know.. Can you distnguish my voice from down the hallway?? I don't get what that was about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and as long as we're exploring things: I came to the realization that I will be the best teacher in the goddamn world. A lot better than those selfish, snotty, stupid, arrongant sob's that pass for teachers at MN... I can't write the whole story cause I get mad, but let's just say it had to do with that idiot civics guy who mumbles and some american history teacher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's it for now...&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110686447022240159?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110686447022240159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110686447022240159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110686447022240159' title='When French people swear do they say pardon my English?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110660774411632572</id><published>2005-01-24T16:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T17:02:24.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>D'ok</title><content type='html'>So remember that one time when I updated my blog??... Yeah, that was fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So winter winds was this weekend, as was my Lincoln audition in which several things happened:&lt;br /&gt;Dr. McMullen became my new best friend&lt;br /&gt;I hung out with Doug, Abby, and "those people from Millard North"&lt;br /&gt;I played alot....alot, alot, alot.&lt;br /&gt;I met fun people who play the oboe&lt;br /&gt;I met not so fun people that play they oboe&lt;br /&gt;I had several genius timesaving ideas.&lt;br /&gt;I got "The Cough", which is now quickly becoming an epidemic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now I get to play more cause the Millard Music clinic is in an hour. Tomorrow we play with the little munchkins at MN... That's four concerts in four nights... If my lips are still attached, I have UNO this weekend and some crazy shenanigans are involved... Possibly involving Okaboji and the cookie company... oh and Huhot..no s... but no sharing beds... In a non-lesbitronic way of course....thank god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110660774411632572?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110660774411632572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110660774411632572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110660774411632572' title='D&apos;ok'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110627715058623762</id><published>2005-01-20T21:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T21:14:30.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ole, My friend..."</title><content type='html'>It's a line from one of the Mr/Ms Mustang commercials which, by the way, we just finished. And they are HILARIOUS&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my audition and the beginning of winter winds... I'll be really excited, after my audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to leave at 7 tomorrow morning, lucky me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been super productive today. you should all be proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110627715058623762?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110627715058623762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110627715058623762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110627715058623762' title='&quot;Ole, My friend...&quot;'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110617874636615323</id><published>2005-01-19T17:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T17:52:26.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Million Dollars!</title><content type='html'>I just took this little test and found that my worth is exactly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humanforsale.com" title="How much am I worth?"&gt;I am worth $1,775,700.00 on HumanForSale.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that's alot.... I'm proud of myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110617874636615323?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110617874636615323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110617874636615323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110617874636615323' title='One Million Dollars!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110567476830308717</id><published>2005-01-13T21:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T21:52:48.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT an Uber Whore</title><content type='html'>The reason I haven't been updating is because life in general is being very Blah lately. I guess somethings have been happening because I am still stressed as hell but its not anything that's particularly interesting or exciting so I don't want to relive it by writing about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave a speech on Tuesday to a whole auditorium. I was told it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up on the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that some people I used to like a whole bunch I don't really care for all that much anymore. Either I've changed a lot or they have....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm Mr. Ms. Mustang commercials are being filmed tomorrow. I needed a ref jersey and I found one for a dollar when I had almost given up at THrift World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NHS lock in is also tomorrow. I'm psyched cause that means more Taboo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it. If anyone wants to do something this weekend Call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110567476830308717?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110567476830308717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110567476830308717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110567476830308717' title='NOT an Uber Whore'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110505901746610581</id><published>2005-01-06T18:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T18:50:17.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo Hiss school....</title><content type='html'>well at least tomorrow's only a half-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that if I would have just done my work over break and stopped procrastinating, I would have had a lot less nervous feelings.. oh well too late for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first day of break I didn't talk to Kevin, it was kinda lonely even if I definately think we played way too much Scene It and drank too much "booze"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend will be fun, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110505901746610581?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110505901746610581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110505901746610581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110505901746610581' title='Boo Hiss school....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110450454484664572</id><published>2004-12-31T08:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T08:49:04.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEARS!!</title><content type='html'>Yea!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tonight a wole bunch of us are going downtown to watch the fireworks, it should be immensely exciting... almost as exciting as the Cavaliers CD that Bone's Cousin Amanda let me borrow Woot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways since its the end of the year, a recap......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best _____ of the year:&lt;br /&gt;1. party: KP's B-day with the Old Market, Candy Ciggaretes, Doctor Johns, Drunk People, and whore makeup&lt;br /&gt;2. show: Life as we know it&lt;br /&gt;3. cd: Jekyll and Hyde soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;4. movie:Phantom&lt;br /&gt;5. song: hmmm....that's hard. "Someone Like You"&lt;br /&gt;6. experience: Being DM&lt;br /&gt;7. concert: Handel's Messiah&lt;br /&gt;8. book: well nothing we read in school, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;9. month: June&lt;br /&gt;10. day: May 24: Drum Major announcement or July 6: Finding out my IB scores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worst ____ of the year:&lt;br /&gt;1. party: Anyone where the whore that goes to our school was at&lt;br /&gt;2. show: The ones I didn't watch....cause they sucked&lt;br /&gt;3. cd: The ones my sister listens to&lt;br /&gt;4. movie: Napolean Dynamite... IT ABOUT NOTHING, PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. song: Usher's Burn. "Oh sorry I had a kid with another girl, Please love me"&lt;br /&gt;6. experience: The River City Parade and not knowing when to salute or where the judges were. SCARED!&lt;br /&gt;7. concert: The second night of Jekyll and Hyde&lt;br /&gt;8. book: The Metamorphosis&lt;br /&gt;9. month: February.&lt;br /&gt;10. day: March 1: IB Hell Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopes for 2005:&lt;br /&gt;1. predict something that you think will happen in 2005?: I'll graduate. Hopefully&lt;br /&gt;2. what do you hope changes about your country?: ??&lt;br /&gt;3. what do you hope for yourself?: That I straighten up and fly right&lt;br /&gt;4. what do you hope for your family?: Less yelling&lt;br /&gt;5. what do you hope for your friends?:More Quartet Time, Less excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during 2004:&lt;br /&gt;1. where were you when it began?: Mark Hampton's house dressed up as TEEN GIRL SQUAD!&lt;br /&gt;2. did you stay up?: Yup&lt;br /&gt;3. what was your new year wish?: I think I was wishing that they would change the channel b/c the history of sex was on...yuck&lt;br /&gt;4. how many boy/girlfriends?: Haha don't make me laugh..&lt;br /&gt;5. broke up?: see above...The way things are going, I'm going to be a nun&lt;br /&gt;6. have any crushes?: Hell yes&lt;br /&gt;7. care to mention names?: Hell no&lt;br /&gt;8. new friends?: Yes DM buddies from BOA. It's KIRSTIN!! And all of my Girls State sisters&lt;br /&gt;9. hard to say goodbye?: To some&lt;br /&gt;10. missed anyone?: Sure&lt;br /&gt;11. win anything?: hmmmm... Oh That Hershey's thing&lt;br /&gt;12. best place you went to?: Boston or Illinois for BOA&lt;br /&gt;13. worst place you went to?:  Stinkin Lincoln with all of its construction.&lt;br /&gt;14. happiest moment?: Right after the Lincoln High Field Competition or while watching the tape at River City&lt;br /&gt;15. how was your birthday?: I don't remember... what did we do?&lt;br /&gt;16. best present?:The one that KP and Bone still owe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 2004, Hello 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110450454484664572?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110450454484664572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110450454484664572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110450454484664572' title='HAPPY NEW YEARS!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110410727778984921</id><published>2004-12-26T18:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T18:27:57.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Anywhere you go, let me go too..."</title><content type='html'>Well, ever since I saw Phantom on wednesday I have been oficially obsessed. I've been listening to the highlights soundtrack I have with Sarah Brightman and Michael Crawford and I read the book I've had for three years but never read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way I've been listening to the soundtrack on my BRAND NEW IPOD!! heck yeah,. ... I LOVE it , I also got some clothes, oboe cds and Mr. Holland's Opus for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway here's an update of my winter break so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Went to Phantom with Melia, Kev Sic, Craig and kelli. KP and scott were supposed to see it with us, but the movie sold out two hours head of time. We were the first ones in line Heck yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Noon was the quartet cookie making bonanza were I won three of the six cookie decorating categories Woot! Then there was the IB Secret Santa gift exchange where we watched elf, ate and played with Michalea's Baby sister Tessa. We also played Charades and some who's line games. We are not very good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Chrismas Eve! I spent all grocery shopping and all afternoon cooking because my mommy had to work so I made dinner! my sisters and their families came over and I got Trivial Pursuit DVD Pop Culture Edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAT: CHRISTMAS!! We opened presents, ate turkey and watched movies, we never got out of out pajamas once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun: Woke up at six to go bargain hunting with mommy. I got some jeans, a shirt from the gap and some smelly stuff from Vicky's Secret. I also ordered the Complete expanded Movie Soundtrack for Phantom and got a free movie poster. YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow morgan and I have to pick up the boys from the airport and then we're going to lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really bored so if anyone wants to do anything... CALL ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110410727778984921?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110410727778984921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110410727778984921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110410727778984921' title='&quot;Anywhere you go, let me go too...&quot;'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110339119676731077</id><published>2004-12-18T11:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T11:33:16.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Educate America..</title><content type='html'>Only three more days of school left and I'm super excited....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was my oral commentary and I ended up getting Lear, so all of those poems I sudied were for absolutely nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future Educators of America Fundraiser was at CiCi's last night... Thanks to everyone who came out for us, even if you don't really want to be teachers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were going to see National treasure, but we didn't want to sit in the front row, so BOne Chuckles me and Kev Sic went to see Ocean's 12, even though Kev and I have never seen Ocean's 11. It was a good movie anyways and Kevin and I made fun of the guy with tht big glasses and to old guy who looks like Mr. Rathbun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we met Amy Craig and Ben outside and made fun of them till we all went home.. It was fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gyhra Family Christmas party is tomorrow...Yeah for dysfunctional families!! My mom reminded me that I will be the first of the Grandkids to go to college.. P.s. I'm also the second youngest.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110339119676731077?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110339119676731077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110339119676731077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110339119676731077' title='Educate America..'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110289183772085692</id><published>2004-12-12T16:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T16:50:37.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah!!</title><content type='html'>I went to Handel's Messiah last night and it fanfreakingtastic....I didn;t know I could actually be entertained for two an a half hours by a lot of singing.. But I did and it was fun, Jordan and I also went ot Delice afterwards but I burnt my tongue and that made today hell because I had to play ALL DAY today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here' s today so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 am - Wake up&lt;br /&gt;7am - leave for Church of the master&lt;br /&gt;8-12- play forever at church&lt;br /&gt;12-4 - play forever at oayo&lt;br /&gt; now I'm home and all is good, so far, at least until I get to the homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part was that David Lockington was our guest conductor for oayo and he was to conductor last night at the symphony. He was really good. Too bad he's not actually trying out for Yampolsky's job. Oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super tired, And my lips are going to fall off so I think it's nap time for me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110289183772085692?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110289183772085692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110289183772085692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110289183772085692' title='Hallelujah!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110255280143431763</id><published>2004-12-08T18:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T18:40:55.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>um, duh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="hardcore" src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/bandchick182/1036729452_zhardcore2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a hard core band dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/bandchick182/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20Marching%20Band%20Personality?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What is your Marching Band Personality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="&lt;span" size=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;span" size=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110255280143431763?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110255280143431763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110255280143431763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110255280143431763' title='um, duh...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110255132902125549</id><published>2004-12-08T18:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T18:15:29.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ho hum...</title><content type='html'>I have this awful anxious feeling that tells me I'm not happy about something, but I honestly don't know what that is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert last night was fantabulous....all except for our last song but oh well. Not much has been happening lately, besides musicy things. I have my first ever gig tomorrow and an orchestra concert on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I finally found a sub for my Sat. Pep band so now I can go to the symphony!!! I'm a super band nerd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, If anyone still reads this....which I'm seriously doubting, leave me a note about how bad this update is...Go ahead, I dare you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110255132902125549?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110255132902125549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110255132902125549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110255132902125549' title='ho hum...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110238187943103232</id><published>2004-12-06T19:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T19:11:19.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>depressed</title><content type='html'>I just found out that my oboe teacher has MS, and next week will be my last lesson with her. She is the one who helped me become what I am, musically speaking. I cried the entire way home from UNO, all through Morgan's BBall game and I'm tearing up right now. I just want to curl up in a ball forever. I can't take this now. She is the best person I know. I don't want to go to Darcy, I don't want to go to Bill, or Caroline or Tom, or Bob. I just want her to be my teacher because she is always proud of me and always helps me when I need it, for anything. I think I'm going to be sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110238187943103232?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110238187943103232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110238187943103232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110238187943103232' title='depressed'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110203468799892977</id><published>2004-12-02T18:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T18:45:56.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So has anyone heard of these Xanga things??? Well, they're like blogs, but different, anyways... I was looking at my friend Doug's, the DM from MW, and there's this link to another girl in band's diary thing, so I get nosy and read all these other people's that I don't know, but it's funny cause they're all in band, which by the way is ALL Doug talks about.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the last couple of days this girls has had a picture on her bloggy thing .....I couldn't make out what it was until just now.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=monkeyindabush05"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a picture of Mr. Fuller with pointy teeth and red eyes and on the side is written the word "Lucifer" ...... I have NEVER seen something so funny in my entire life.....Oh my God, I'm crying I'm laughing so hard.... Poor Poor Mr. Fuller... ahhahahahahahahhahhahaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see if this works.....&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=monkeyindabush05"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=monkeyindabush05&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy....&lt;br /&gt;Well have to read my Extended Essay one more time.. Due Date, 20 hours and counting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful night, I can't wait for school to be over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110203468799892977?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110203468799892977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110203468799892977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110203468799892977' title='OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110186239808361496</id><published>2004-11-30T18:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T18:53:18.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Crazy...</title><content type='html'>I just took a Band Geek Quiz and got a 76%....That's It?? I thought it would be much higher. Oh well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really really want to COMPLETELY finish my extended essay tonight....no I WILL completely finish my essay... So why am I doing this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must Work, Going Crazy, AHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will all be better this weekend.... I'm so excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110186239808361496?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110186239808361496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110186239808361496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110186239808361496' title='Going Crazy...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110161251100684126</id><published>2004-11-27T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T21:28:31.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The heat is on....</title><content type='html'>I went to my first Lancer game of the season last night, the team is full of boys that look like they're twelve....There was one though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. Went christmas/birthday shopping with my mom today... then we saw the movie Christmas with the Kranks... it was cute. I'm really super bored right now and I keep thinking of all the things I meant to get done today, tomorrow'd going to be really busy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the WTF of the day... I came downstairs because my sister said that someone tried to steal the little light up deer from our front yard... Merry Christmas to you, too, buddy. We found it crammed under the bigger deer. I think my sister scared them off when she came out of the bathroom... She saw them run away..I think it's really funny, but depressing at the same time....That poor baby deer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's schedule:&lt;br /&gt;Church Orchestra&lt;br /&gt;UNO Library&lt;br /&gt;OAYO Orchestra&lt;br /&gt;UNO Library&lt;br /&gt;Homework&lt;br /&gt;Die from exhaustion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a fun day ahead... Please God dump 10 inches of snow on Omaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110161251100684126?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110161251100684126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110161251100684126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110161251100684126' title='The heat is on....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110130473047222288</id><published>2004-11-24T07:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T07:58:50.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>I'm missing school right now cause I have a doctors appointment, believe you me, I would much rather be in band today.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just called and told me that Andrew's grandpa died....I'm feeling kinda sad....I think we should do something this weekend to cheer all of us up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110130473047222288?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110130473047222288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110130473047222288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110130473047222288' title='sad'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-110118138854770230</id><published>2004-11-22T21:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T21:43:08.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that an ... Update???</title><content type='html'>So its been almost two months and I finally stumbled back onto my own blog.... here's some of the update....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had musical pit orchestra of doom fun at the end of October...I love BAND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent a week out of school auditioning at schools on the East Coast... In case you're wondering, auditions went very well, my favorite is UMASS...how cool would it be to be in George Parks' Band??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed a week of school and had a lot of homework to do...I'm still not done....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL STATE was this weekend.... it was fun but not as much as years past... Got to see all of my DMA buddies and had a lot of fun with all the MN bandies. I'm not really happy with my chiar placement, but at least I never got worse... I just kinda stayed the same.....&lt;br /&gt;    Funny Jokes of the weekend....&lt;br /&gt;          Come back later... maybe we'll be in the mood&lt;br /&gt;          "After the sunset??"&lt;br /&gt;           Go take a permanent nap&lt;br /&gt;           "Don't do it NOOOOO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that 's all I can remember....oh and Craig was obsessed with Doug from MW cause his room was close to ours....What DM hasn't craig been obsessed with??? No craig, I'm not being mean so stop giving me that face and throwing change at me... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had an oboe recital tonight...THanks to Bone and Chuckles for actually coming although it may have just been for the cake...It still made my day!! I also played the best I ever had and my teacher and piano player were impressed so YIPPEE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I also made Winter Winds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm also going to kill mrs. Griffin if she doesn't get smart about this NHS crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm never getting caught up in school....this sucks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got into MSU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's all thats new with me....Hopefully it won't be another month and a half before I update again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I realized today that I'm destined to be a nun or a crazy cat lady....I seriously give up on boys...no matter what Allie Brugler says...I'm not piercing my nose :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses...&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-110118138854770230?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110118138854770230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/110118138854770230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110118138854770230' title='Is that an ... Update???'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-109685405540953427</id><published>2004-10-03T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T20:40:55.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bring on the men, and let the fun begin...."</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I'm listening to the Jekyll and Hyde soundtrack and I just finished my homework so I decided I might just try to update this blog a little bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wholw reason I haven't been on here in a while is BAND!! So let's talk about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hade River City last week, Took First in Parade (Yes!) And had a kick but field performance... Made me want to cry seeing the tape. This weekend was Columbus and was by far the most fun I have ever had at a competition....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE get on the bus at 7 a.m. and head on THE BEST BUS EVER!!! Bus 2. complete with pep band songs on Kari's cd player.. WE kick butt in the parade (First for eleven years in a row...even though I ws super scared at the beginning by the Karney robots.) Then we headed to Columbus High like always and ate lunch. went to the "Band People Restrooms" took some naps, had the best back rub chain going, and Jordan and I swing danced. It was a blast. Oh and we had quartet rolling in the grass time.. it was the best. Then we had the best practive I have ever seen from the band. Unfourtunately, it spoiled us for the show... plus it was really sunny so anyways OUr show wasn't really good.. It wasn't really bad either..... Just there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elliot told me that Kearney was almost flawless...which I find hard to believe after watching their practice, so I thought they were going to get the sweepstakes award but instead guess who got it...... Nope not us.. FILLMORE CENTRAL!!??? Class C?? what the crap.. when they announced it you could see jaw in the audience drop...then the applauser started....it was almost as obviouis as when Burke...who was standing next to us I might add, won best percussion and all I could hear was "WHAT???" from Chris and Ben. But all in all a greatr time including chinese food and the jekyll and hyde movie when we got home.... It makes me really like Lucy, but I think I'll puke when I see Doran and Larissa play it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school again tomorrow and all-state auditions Saturday(Yikes!)..It'll be weird being a senior there...I have a feeling it won't be as much fun as last year or the year before...all because of a certain, well... Bone knows what I'm talking about... I'm definately not a You-know-who-from-a-different-school-loving whore if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you missed it, then you missed it... Later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noh enoli!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-109685405540953427?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109685405540953427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109685405540953427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109685405540953427' title='&quot;Bring on the men, and let the fun begin....&quot;'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-109512478313101707</id><published>2004-09-13T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T20:19:43.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEKKK A spider!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well that was gross, I had to kill it though. It was a scary looking thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOT! First post in almost a month... I bet my one reader had all but given up on me... Let's see if she even checks this anymore, I could be talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way too much has happened in the last month to even begin to talk about but lets just say I've enjoyed the drum major thing, the scb thing the stud co thing and pretty much every Thing I have done so far... That is except for the homework Thing, and the college application Thing. But other things are good. Well, except for the losing football Thing that really sucks. And so does this year's senior class.. It is the year of drunken apathy as I like to call it.. Although I did find some cool not totally stupid people on SCB this weekend. But I regress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all I can think od right now.... I'm super psyched for the home football game and the super cool pep rally and the horse that I made of cardboard and my pretty dress for homecoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so see ya later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-109512478313101707?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109512478313101707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109512478313101707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109512478313101707' title='EEEKKK A spider!!!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-109259121721041839</id><published>2004-08-15T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T12:33:37.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune Teller</title><content type='html'>So I'm at Von Maur shopping and they put in this new Fourtune Telling machine... I was bored so my Nana gave me a quarter and this is what that creepy thing told me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intellingent, but you have a hard time making up your mind. It is Ok to choose carefully, but remember that you cannot please every one so make decisions by going with your gut feelings. Oh, and something tells me that someone else who shares your fondness of music has feelings for you, too. The only problem is that they may be shy. Your lucky number is 2 and your lucky vegetable is the zucchini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making this up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any takers all you shy music lovers out there???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-109259121721041839?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109259121721041839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109259121721041839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109259121721041839' title='Fortune Teller'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-109219201953315663</id><published>2004-08-10T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T21:45:04.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog?? What's that?</title><content type='html'>So I finally realized that I had one of these. Except I still don't have much to say... There's been some band, including McDonalds today and my arms REALLY hurt. I've also been cleaning out a storage room for the super cool new Gyhra Family Rumpus Room.. Yippee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's basically it ... oh I also took my Senior pics and got my new plume..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at this.. Ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="ugly" src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/stephupsidedwn/1063313182_Theuglyone.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are The Ugly One. No one really likes you. You&lt;br /&gt;have Scorisis. You are actully crazy! YOu'll&lt;br /&gt;never get a boyfriend. Maybe someday you'll get&lt;br /&gt;better friends. Or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/stephupsidedwn/quizzes/Which%20Teen%20Girls%20Squad%20Member%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Which Teen Girls Squad Member are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-109219201953315663?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109219201953315663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109219201953315663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109219201953315663' title='Blog?? What&apos;s that?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-10918269806940891</id><published>2004-08-06T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T16:16:20.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'> Bastard</title><content type='html'>Eric you are the most hypocritical, lazy, and rude person I have ever been associated with...For you to tell ME to do my job is the biggest pile of BS I have ever heard. Here's an idea...I'll start doing my job when you get you head out of your ass, start listening, and start putting forth SOME kind of effort. Stop stomping around, stop glaring, stop making mean comments, and start WORKING FOR GOD'S SAKE... maybe then, I can worry about MY job and stop worrying about YOU bringing everyone down. The last time I checked, you weren't on the podium, you didn't audition, and you didn't freaking go to camp for a week to learn what I am doing for "My job". You worry about yourself because you're the one who needs more help than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That feels better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-10918269806940891?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/10918269806940891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/10918269806940891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#10918269806940891' title=' Bastard'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-109156797938602853</id><published>2004-08-03T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T16:19:39.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BAND!!!!</title><content type='html'>If you've wondered what I've been doing for the last week and a half, that's basically it.... Oh well, its fun and it gives me an excuse to not write my Extended Essay.... so I'm sleepy, and sweaty, and smelly...eww. well that's all... maybe I'll be more talkative later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight: Clarinet party!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-109156797938602853?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109156797938602853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109156797938602853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109156797938602853' title='BAND!!!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-109132220437425762</id><published>2004-07-31T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T20:06:18.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Sue</title><content type='html'>Sue the Boy Hermit Crab died at the Pirnie residence on Thursday, July 29. Cause of death is homicide by Sue's grandmother, Lori "Krab Killer" Pirnie who failed to change Sue's water while Sue's mother was out of town. An autopsy was not available at the time, but Crab Protective Services are investigating. Funeral services and candle light vigil were held at 11:00 p.m. Friday, July 30 near the back gate of the Pirnie residence where Sue joins the other Pirnie pets that have left this world, including a half dozen hamsters. The emotional high point of the services was when those in attendence sang a stirring rendition of "Amazing Grace" only to be interupted by flashing lights and honks from the Krab Killer herself. Loving memories of Sue were shared including the time he visited Millard North High School and climbed all the way across the luch table. Sue was a brave crab, never in fear even when he was left in the band hallway after school on that very day. Though he never lived to be as big as his roomates at the Crab Shack at Oak View Mall, Sue lived a life full of climbing around and eating crab food and will be sorely missed by all who knew him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shut Up Sue"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those in attendence of Sue's funeral: Katelyn Pirnie, Katie Gyhra, Catherine Bone, Lisa Johnson, and Christine Bone. Drive-by wishes were said by creepy guy in the white car with license plate NAP 902.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family requests that in lieu of flowers, donations be made to the Sue The Boy Hermit Crab Memorial Scholarship Fund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-109132220437425762?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109132220437425762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109132220437425762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109132220437425762' title='RIP Sue'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-109087505900050969</id><published>2004-07-26T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T15:50:59.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Masonic...</title><content type='html'>So if you want a play by play of my week see Bone's page At shutupsue.blogspot.com but I'll review my favorites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know a lot more people this year&lt;br /&gt;I'm friends with Sup!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a lot of pain because I'm so cool. &lt;br /&gt;Drum majors are robots&lt;br /&gt;My song kills every other song that was ever written&lt;br /&gt;I spent even more of my summer with Katie Madsen&lt;br /&gt;I am a "Hella Cool Marcher"&lt;br /&gt;New Skin should be illegal&lt;br /&gt;MN Band Should Definately have a kareoke night&lt;br /&gt;Old ladies in bathrooms scare me&lt;br /&gt;I will never forgive my mom for signing me up on that CHIP thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman Band Camp all this week.... Yeah Band!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-109087505900050969?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109087505900050969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109087505900050969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109087505900050969' title='Masonic...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-109033725068417519</id><published>2004-07-20T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T10:27:30.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Band Camp...</title><content type='html'>I leave for the "All-Star Masonic Marching Band Camp" in about 15 Minutes.... I hope you don't miss me too much.. I don't think you will because the only person who reads this damn thing is Bone and she's going to be my roomie anyways.. so to all those invisible people I'm talking to... Have a great week and I'll see you on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-109033725068417519?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109033725068417519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109033725068417519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109033725068417519' title='More Band Camp...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-109018782876820460</id><published>2004-07-18T16:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T16:57:08.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend....</title><content type='html'>Busy busy busy.. So Saturday.. I went shopping with my maom and sis and got two new pairs of shoes... then I went to anna's house wearing my ridiculouly uncomfortable, but extremely sexy new pointy shoes... I was getting paid to prepare food and serve it to old russian people at a&amp;nbsp; wedding party.. it was fun and we got to eat cool exotic food and by exotic, I mean stuff I haven't eaten before..Caviar...yuck.. Salmon,..not so yuck....but then we were released from our duties at 9 40 so we decided to speed downtown in the hopes of possibly seeing a glimpse of the super cool fireworks extravaganza... well we got to 15th and harney when they started going off, and traffic stopped.. so we actually had a pretty good view of evertything from the middle of the intersection... then we met up with jason in a creepy dark parking lot and got out of the Old Market a lot faster then it seems other people did.. We went to Fry's house, saw some old &lt;br /&gt;"Band Buddies" and then I went home and crashed.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Today... woke up late, showered and went to the MN, or should I say Deeb Baseball game.. complete with free food., sun, and Max Fearnow for Westside... Oh and blast from the past Mr. Washington was there cause he's a coach fo the middle school team.. see cute And he helps kids.. and did I mention he still is really cute... so we saw the game.. the mustangs lost, and then we talked to Jason. now I'm all hot, kinda smelly, and a little sunburned and my family is going out to dinner with our neighbors....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Masonic in two days!! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-109018782876820460?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109018782876820460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109018782876820460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109018782876820460' title='My weekend....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-109002530112313883</id><published>2004-07-16T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T19:48:21.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday....</title><content type='html'>I should be swing dancing right now, or at least looking at ant-sized members of 311, but plans fell through and I didn't feel like battling thousands of people for blanket space.....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, today was filled with doing stuff with my sister...Huhot, Jeepers Creepers 2, and Best Buy where I bought a 311 CD because I had a gift card and nothing better to spend it on...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was good, too. Had band rehearsal and then went to Bone's for some Nintendo with the Princesses, I mean The Andrews....My arms hurt from a combination of Innertubing at Mahoney and three hours of conducting...and my feelings are hurt from Weak's awful treatment of Mario yesterday..just kidding...Peach will get what is coming to her.....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Super Bonus of the day.. I randomly ran into Diana from Millard West at Best Buy...She's one half of the Double D's and she is sooooo sweet. Woot for seeing her again...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Well since that's all, I'm going to have my own free concert with me and my stereo.. I can bring a cooler if I want I guess, oh and front row seats and great parking...I'm so excited...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-109002530112313883?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109002530112313883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/109002530112313883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109002530112313883' title='Friday....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108981307126161909</id><published>2004-07-14T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T08:51:11.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Major Nerd" Party</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a lot of fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I went to Mahoney and played in the wave pool with Amanda, Kelli, and Lisa..I was very proud of myself because I can't swim...but I didn't drown, even when I went on the slide in the deep end..oh, and I got a sunburn too, ouch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went over to Kirsten's for our BOA pizza night.. we played a lot of taboo and guesstures and heard a lot of Elkhorn drama...and we took a walk to see the house that was on fire...The best part was definately when we just gave the guesstures to Jess and she acted all of them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I instituted Sisterly Love Errand Running day..or at least early afternoon..The Bones and me and my sister are going ot bum around for a while..then its IB reunion day at Mahoney...Two days in a row...woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108981307126161909?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108981307126161909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108981307126161909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108981307126161909' title='&quot;Major Nerd&quot; Party'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108956451414881429</id><published>2004-07-11T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T11:48:34.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This much fun should be illegal....</title><content type='html'>After the Groove Puppet concert last night, I have come to a couple of conclusions.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is impossible for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to have so much fun at a concert....&lt;br /&gt;...to sweat that much while dancing...&lt;br /&gt;...to see a better band...&lt;br /&gt;...to  see a cuter, Italian trumpet player, who can dance AND sing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a GREAT time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108956451414881429?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108956451414881429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108956451414881429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108956451414881429' title='This much fun should be illegal....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108939194834932091</id><published>2004-07-09T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T11:52:28.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Amy...</title><content type='html'>Ao we were going to go to 88Improv yesterday, but it turns out, they weren't there.....oops.. Well it didn't matter because we still managed to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick recap..&lt;br /&gt;Homer's &lt;br /&gt;Spaghetti Works&lt;br /&gt;Dancing at the Santa Lucia Festival&lt;br /&gt;Rapists in the dark slides&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the grass&lt;br /&gt;Fountain gazing...&lt;br /&gt;Seeing chuckles old house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very random if I do say so myself... But fun nonetheless..Boring day ahead..I have to go to the mall and prostitute myself for drill down prizes...yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108939194834932091?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108939194834932091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108939194834932091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108939194834932091' title='Thanks Amy...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108925201919801787</id><published>2004-07-07T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T21:00:19.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YIPPPPPPEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Exciting news from my point of view....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recieved my scores for my first two IB tests....drumroll please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of a scale of 7;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IB History ...7&lt;br /&gt;IB Music...6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo Hoo... I am so psyched!! A freaking 7!! So music wasn't perfect, but that was a very stressful day, and a six ain't bad!! WHOO HOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about the stuff I haven't been able to tell my one faithful reader, probably Bone, here's my week in a nutshell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Spent all day doing drum majory things with Weak like writing letters and making copies and such. Then had an oboe lesson, and band rehearsal...Then I did very un-drumajory things with Ben, Bone, Little Jon, and Weak, like have fun wacky bowling..we skipped like school girls, and my ball got stuck in the middle of the lane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: I ran errands with bone, including but not limited to Kohl's, THe Great Wall, Old Navy, Petsmart, Famous Footwear with the cute smiley guy, almost every store in the mall, and the bank. Oh and albertsons.. that might be all....It was fun... and wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for now...If anyone does read this and wants to go to an improv comedy night and the Santa Lucia Festival downtown.. Leave some love, or a comment, which ever is easier...I would sure appreciate the love though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;"Help it or something!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108925201919801787?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108925201919801787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108925201919801787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108925201919801787' title='YIPPPPPPEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108907651276746028</id><published>2004-07-05T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T20:15:12.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>The fourth wasn't as bad as I expected... My Nana and I went to get fireworks then bummed around Village Point for a while..We still didn't go to the parade, but that's ok cause it was pretty hot...Went to the NWS concert and saw Kenya and his puppy there, and got to listen to a lot of patriotic music...Then while we were doing our fireworks, our whole block just kinda came over and joined our party...I even got to play with the cute baby that lives next door...So it was a good time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went with my sis, mom, and Nana to the mall and saw most of the Bone clan there...The whole mall now knows that I "Smell like pea soup" or as Jill puts it..."Mell lika peace oupp" My mom was really confused."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel like I am wasting the summer away by sitting around and not staying up very late. Some one PLEASE think of something to do and invite me along,...I'm sad and lonely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108907651276746028?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108907651276746028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108907651276746028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108907651276746028' title='Update'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108890728496188113</id><published>2004-07-03T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T21:14:44.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The fourth</title><content type='html'>eh...not much has happened on the home front... or on any other fronts for that matter....we just got a new computer, and I went to the cheap theaters tonight and that's about all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is shaping up to be the worst fourth I have yet to have...My sis is going with friends so my mom feels like all traditions now go out the window,.. I'm going to be stuck with older people all day. And she doesn't want to go to the parade like we do EVERY year, or buy fireworks from the same stand, like we do EVERY year, or go to the Wind symphony concert like we do EVERY year, so basically, its shaping up to be a sit on the couch/internet/ and or sleep all day Fourth, which sucks a lot.. maybe I'm wrong. I hope so, I 'll tell you if I am tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108890728496188113?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108890728496188113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108890728496188113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108890728496188113' title='The fourth'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108870160240379616</id><published>2004-07-01T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T12:13:44.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July...</title><content type='html'>So I haven't felt much like blogging for a while, but I'll try to catch up. Got back sunday EARLY morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Slept, then had Grandma's birthday party, went to her house and discovered her record player...really cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Went to lunch with Bone, then met up with Millard SOuth DMs Jess and Kirstin for some pool time, watched that crazy Jeopardy guy win more money. WEnt to Zorinsky with 3/4 of the quartet and Rachel J. had "Spontaneous" moments, the best of which were Village Pointe shennanigans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Went to the flute party, because Bone invited me, but the do not compare at all to Tenor get togethers, sorry flutes. Then had an eye appointment and had the first band rehearsal of the summer!! it was a blast, I finally got my clothes back from BOA, but the matching outfits will go on break until band camp...My arms are really sore..I need to do more pushups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEdnesday: accidentally slept till noon, then went to luuch with my sister and played on the internet/read/practiced oboe all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: so far, nothing remotely exciting at all, I had to renew my liscense plates and thats it....Oh and its july, which in my mind means the summers almost over...and that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me to do something...IM BORED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108870160240379616?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108870160240379616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108870160240379616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108870160240379616' title='July...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108836977865024569</id><published>2004-06-27T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T15:56:18.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm Back"...Again....</title><content type='html'>I just spent the last week at The Academy becoming a Major, and it was a blast. I don't want to, and don't think I can post about everything so I'll touch on the coolest parts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw some awesome concerts including:&lt;br /&gt;Oboe guy who could circular breathe, Japanese high school kids who danced really cute, the Air FOrce Band, Bela Fleck,..which was really boring, but lead to great fun in the audience, and of course Drum Corps International which basically rocked all of my face of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met awesome people including:&lt;br /&gt;Drum majors Jess and Kirsten from Millard South, Doug and Diana from Millard West, Julie and Beth from Westside, Kyle and Abby from Elkhorn, and Ashley from Columbus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mest some less awesome people including:&lt;br /&gt;Any drum major from Bellevue because the jerks wouldn't even talk to us...I'm sorry, but if I ran into some one from Omaha on an elevator at a camp with two thousand people at it, I would be a little more enthousiastic....Bellevue East isn't even the good Bellevue school idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned A LOT, including:&lt;br /&gt;how to play with a mace, how to salute, how to teach, how to conduct, how to have a good attitude, and a whole new style of marching..I also got in to top thirty of 600 people during Tuesday's March off/Drill Down...Woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some crazy times including:&lt;br /&gt;Bowling, the bassoon clique, Beaver Gardens, tripping in holes, and being responsible for the Great Ant Massacre of 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a great time and it makes me REALLY REALLY excited for band to start on Tuesday, Weak and I even have matching outfits,,hehehe prepare to chuckle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day and GO BAND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108836977865024569?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108836977865024569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108836977865024569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108836977865024569' title='&quot;I&apos;m Back&quot;...Again....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108751997597521286</id><published>2004-06-17T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T19:55:25.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OUCH!!</title><content type='html'>So two posts in one day??? It's  because I probably won't post for a long, long, time...Over a week so here's today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my daily mothering for my sister and dogs, but that's all over because my dad came home today so mom won't be at the hospital...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the pool with Bone and The Kids...It was fun, sunny and relaxing, but now I'm as red as a Miane lobster...OUCH!!!Now I have to pack for my adventures and call Mr. Rathbun to see when we are leaving...maybe I'll actually find out what the show I will be conducting is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a dumb survey I ran across....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your name spelled backwards? nyletak&lt;br /&gt;2. Where were your parents born? nebraska &lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer? something to watch music videos with&lt;br /&gt;4. What's your Favorite restaurant? anything chinese&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you swam in a pool? TODAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever been in a school play? maybe in elementary school&lt;br /&gt;7. Number of kids you want? some days a couple, some days none &lt;br /&gt;8. Type of music you dislike most? rap&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you registered to vote? not yet&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have cable? yes &lt;br /&gt;11. Have you ever ridden on a moped? nope, but I have ridden Mackenzies ATV&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever prank call anybody? yes: TAQUITO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;13. Ever get a parking ticket? no,well there was that one in Lincoln because my Nana never renewed her plates...&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving? I think so, but it would take a long time to jump&lt;br /&gt;15. Furthest place you ever traveled? EUROPE!!! YEAAH  &lt;br /&gt;16. Do you have a garden? nope, not the planting type&lt;br /&gt;17. What's your favorite comic strip? probably Fox Trot&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you really know all the words to your national anthem? YES! Both the first and fourth verses...Thank you Girls State!!   &lt;br /&gt;19. Bath or Shower, morning or night? shower in the morning &lt;br /&gt;20. Best movie you've seen in the past month? Shrek Two, Mean Girls, West Side Story&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite pizza topping? i hate pizza, but I will eat Papa Murphy's "Fourmet CHicken Garlic", but only if Bone makes it...she gave me .4 of an ounce more chicken last time!!&lt;br /&gt;23. What color lipstick do you usually wear? i dont wear lipstick  &lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever smoked peanut shells? not that I can remember, well maybe accidentaly in Chem class when we did the peanut burning lab&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever been in a beauty pageant? also not the beauty pageant type &lt;br /&gt;26. Orange Juice or apple? apple...&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you went out to dinner with and where did you dine? my family at Hong Kong Cafe  &lt;br /&gt;28. Favorite type chocolate bar? Symphony &lt;br /&gt;29. When was the last time you voted at the polls? never, I'm a youngn' &lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you ate a homegrown tomato? i hate tomatoes... &lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever won a trophy? yep, bowling when I was little &lt;br /&gt;32. Are you a good cook? ok, I guess &lt;br /&gt;33. Do you know how to pump your own gas? absolutely, although last week, some gushed all over me.  &lt;br /&gt;34. Ever order an article from an infomercial? no &lt;br /&gt;35. Sprite or 7-up? Sprite  &lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever had to wear a uniform to work? no, I don't have a job, but bands a lot of work and i wear a uniform for that...a really cool new one with white pants too!! &lt;br /&gt;37. Last thing you bought at a pharmacy? My mom buys me Zyrtec&lt;br /&gt;38. Ever throw up in public? once in third grade, and Andy Nelson never lets me live that down...now Amy on the other hand...&lt;br /&gt;39. Would you prefer being a millionaire or find true love? Find true love...WITHOUT hairless cats  &lt;br /&gt;40. Do you believe in love at first sight? It hasn't worked so far &lt;br /&gt;41. Ever call a 1-900 number? no &lt;br /&gt;42. Can ex's be friends? I wouldn't know, but I'd like to think so&lt;br /&gt;43. Who was the last person you visited in a hospital? My Daddy, yesterday &lt;br /&gt;44. Did you have a lot of hair when you were a baby? I think so. &lt;br /&gt;45. What message is on your answering machine? me talking, very clearly according to Bone &lt;br /&gt;46. What's your all time favorite Mad TV character? STUART!! or maybe Ms. Swan... I think its a tie.. oh or Rusty, and anything by Nichole Sullivan  &lt;br /&gt;47. What was the name of your first pet? My puppy Boomer  &lt;br /&gt;48. What is in your purse? Cell phone, reciepts. wallet. quarters, pens,a camera,sunglasses, junk&lt;br /&gt;49. Favorite thing to do before bedtime? watch seinfeld&lt;br /&gt;50. What's one thing you're grateful for today? my friends and hard work ethic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that wasn't entirely boring for you, it was fun for me....&lt;br /&gt;If I don't talk to you all, see you when band starts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My hands are cold"&lt;br /&gt;-Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108751997597521286?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108751997597521286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108751997597521286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108751997597521286' title='OUCH!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108748523328372320</id><published>2004-06-17T10:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T10:13:53.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Play it cool, Daddio"</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a ton of fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Amy's and celebrated the Mystery Machines 100.000 miles that I missed because I don't pay attention....I was really pysched for it and then I look down and noticed, oh...I'm already 200 miles over. How did that happen??? This makes me very conscious of how much I drive. At the rate I'm going, I'll have 200,000 by next week. But anyways, I digress....Back to Amy's. So there was pitch and catching up on summers and then we watched West Side Story because that was supposed to be our show,and I had never seen it before. Well it turns out that we aren't doing it for our show, and it doesn't follow Romeo and Juliet at the end...Is it bad when you're screaming at the tv because the main character DOESN'T die?? WEll I'm upset because it's a really cool movie and would make a cool show but I head the other one was cool too, even if its not a broadway show. So then I visited my dad in the hospital and went bowling with a group.. It was fun, even if outrageously drunk guy was a bit, well, outrageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule for the rest of the week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: LEave for Lincoln for Honors COlloquium, I don't know what a colloquium is&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Come back from Lincoln.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Leave for Illinois and Bands of America. Get back nect Saturday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means my weeks pretty much over, but I want to convince someone to go to a movie tonight cause I haven't seen one for a while and there's a lot of reallty cool ones out there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I now pronounce you, Princess of the Band"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108748523328372320?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108748523328372320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108748523328372320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108748523328372320' title='&quot;Play it cool, Daddio&quot;'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108734573334318980</id><published>2004-06-15T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T19:28:53.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much to say...</title><content type='html'>Because not much is happening. My dad had back surgery yesterday so my days consist of waking up, taking care of the dogs, Morgan, and my Nana, then going to the hospital. So that's pretty much what the rest of the week will be like. I leave for Lincoln on Friday and get back on Saturday, then I leave for Illinois and drum major camp on Sunday.... Today's most exiting event, I was fitted for my UNIFORM... I'm  so excited, white pants, cool cape, awesome plume, life doesn't get much better than an awesome uniform....ok, well maybe it does, but not by much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me to hang out, I'm BORED BORED BORED BORED BORED!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108734573334318980?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108734573334318980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108734573334318980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108734573334318980' title='Not much to say...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108708758856238297</id><published>2004-06-12T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T19:46:28.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back....</title><content type='html'>My week of the insightful exploration of Neraska's governmental system that is Girls State is now over, and I miss it already. I would go back tomorrow even if it meant waking up at five, showering with no pressure, eating cafeteria food, walking everywhere and putting up for way too many stupid people for a smart person's camp. so even though I haven't blogged for a week, I'll tell you all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left for Lincoln on Sunday and had to have an oboe lesson to record an audition. All went well. Then I register at Pound Hall and meet my first floor mate, Amy. She's from North Loop, and she plays the oboe....Its crazy. Then I meet Lindsey who's really loud and outgoing so it was easy to be loud and outgoing with her. When everyone else came in, they though w had been friends for years. Our floor theme was the 50's so everyone had to hula hoop as initiation. I knew everyone's names within the first half hour. Then we had some meetings and sessions but they were mostly boring. I learned a lot but I'm not goinf to bore all of you so here;s the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roomate didn't show up, don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid people:&lt;br /&gt;    I.e. the one;s who talk just top hear themselves during party conventions and county meetings. or i.e. the ones my floor makes fun of during town meetings. And the stupidest girl ever award goes to MAry Beth. here's her story....She went to Boy's Town for a while, but now she goes to Ralston. She knows Mr. Keiser. She ran for Secretary of State, and she makes EXTREMELY dumb comments about gambling, Omaha, roller coasters, and just about everything else. So NO ONE likes her. Her floor had a count down to when they wouldn't have to see her again. On Friday after breakfast, my floormates and I were in our lounge and Rachel who goes to Mercy runs out of her room and says "Listen to this" and turns of the radio.&lt;br /&gt;DJ: "So you're at Girls State? Where are you from?"&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Girl: "Well, like, i'm from Omaha, but there's a bunch of girls from little farm towns that I have never heard of and they're all, like, president of the FFA" &lt;br /&gt;     (Not smart to say in a place where 75% of participants come from farms)&lt;br /&gt;DJ: "So Boys State is at the same time right?"&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Girl: "Yeah, but we're, like, cut off from them because, like, a few years ago, I guess some girls gave them their thongs"&lt;br /&gt;DJ: "Oh really?"&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Girl: "Yeah, like, how do you think we get our Boys State T-shirts?"&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, Dumb Girl was Mary Beth, and MAry Beth was kicked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our floor had the best skit at thursday's party, I made my acting lead debut as "Senior COunselor" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Ran for Secretary of state, didn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was nominated for secretary of the nationalist party convention, didn;t make it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to propose a platform regarding fine arts education in schools and stupid madame chairperson Venessa "I only do forensics and speech, have no personality or fun, thinks my crap don't stink, and wears the same white suit four days in a row, yet I still get my office and sent to Girls Nation even though no one likes me" Hatfield, passed me over everytime I raised my hand. And at that time I hadn;'t even pissed her off yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I did make was secretatry of our Taylor school board and banner making committe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was appoionted as Library COmissioner. Not director of Library Comissions, even though I ran for the third highest office... Whatever, let the hippy snob have her fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was definately the friends I made from my floor, I can honestly say that I made 34 life long buddies who were the most fun I could have ever asked for. Our floor definately got along the best and had the most fun. I bawled when I left. Like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's probably a lot more, but its all very overwhelming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened when we were eating dinner just now. A lightenening bolt struck in the neighborhood across pacific street, and it was so close that the thunder was at the exact same time, It knocked the phone and a picture of of our wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone call me, I'm not used to having nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO TAYLOR FLAMINGOS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know you. you're from band!"&lt;br /&gt;Melissa Hiykel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108708758856238297?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108708758856238297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108708758856238297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108708758856238297' title='I&apos;m Back....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108631362853522648</id><published>2004-06-03T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T20:47:08.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging....</title><content type='html'>For some reason, I just haven't been in the blogging mood, but here's an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hat computers. Nothing is right, Technology sucks, heck this post probably won't even work right. Oh, I I can't type so I have to keep deleting stuff... I have a scholarship application due when I register at Girls State on Sunday. Well it has to be typed or "Computer Generated" so we found an application on the internet, but everytime I type half of a paragraph about "My greatest challenge or accomplishment" the computer freezes. Oh and I tried to apply for DM camp online, and of course that didb't work either... Let's just say 515 dollars was charged to my mom's account...Three times.  So I hate computers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My week has been fun. Sis left for DC this morning.. We are nothing alike..She brought 4 bags of makeup and won't wear tennis shoes...I only brought tennis shoes.... Yesterday, Bone, the other bone and my sister and I went to Village Pointe to check it out for "Sisterly Love Day" Sheels is great, we saw Meghan Guthrie from the top of the ferris wheel and the we walked around and ate a bunch of food and played in water. Then I went to bone's and played Nintendo with the kids and baseball in the backyard where I accidently hit bone in the leg with the ball...it left a really big mark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow will bw busy. Here's a weekend To-do list.&lt;br /&gt;Finish Scholardhip Application&lt;br /&gt;Buy Campaign materials&lt;br /&gt;Develop campaign platform&lt;br /&gt;Study government and current events including school consolidation and agriculture&lt;br /&gt;Pack all my nice clothes for GS.&lt;br /&gt;Practice audtion for Hershey's thing.&lt;br /&gt;Have Mother-Daughter Day on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;drive to Lincoln on Sunday, have lesson and register for girls state. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone all week... There will be updates later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108631362853522648?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108631362853522648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108631362853522648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108631362853522648' title='Blogging....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108610636641132445</id><published>2004-06-01T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T11:12:46.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>Quite a bit has happened this weekend, but I don't have the time to talk about all of it... It all fell into two categories..Graduation, and Non-Graduation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRADUATION:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's parties, especially Allies that lasted about five hours, and commencement itself that made me want to cry and gave me goosebumps at the beginning and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NON-GRADUATION:&lt;br /&gt;Going to VI afterwards was a blast and all the crap that I have to get done before Girls State is not a blast..It sucks. I though summer was the time for no responsibilities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: A group of us is going to Mahoney. Unfourtuneately, I only get to stay for about two hours because we have a stud Co meeting....Once again, damn responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108610636641132445?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108610636641132445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108610636641132445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108610636641132445' title='bored'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108578910628907728</id><published>2004-05-28T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T19:05:06.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No more school...</title><content type='html'>So I haven't posted about this week, but I can't really remember much besides the last two days. I had finals, and the only memorable one was math...In fact, it was so memorable that it almost gave me my first B, but luckily I peer tutor and that gave me the .7% I needed to keep a one. I guess getting about a 50% on the final doesn't help much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was Tenor End of School Party Day. We started at Buffalo Wild Wings and migrated to Cougar Lanes where I bowled the best game I have in a long time 119!! I beat everyone else cause I got two strikes in the 10th frame. Then we went to Village Inn because it wouldn't be a tenor get together without pie. Then we went ot Zorinski where Rose and I had to use the restroom, but they were locked. Predictable hilarity ensues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I got home around 9 and my dad is freaking out because some people drove up, through plates on our yard, and then picked them up and drove away... My dad thinks they got the wrong house, but then we discover that there are people hiiding behind this huge tree that my neighbors have... So one of them walks around the circle and its definately Michaela, then Amelia joins her and they run towards the house, equipped with tp. So my phone rings and I'm freaking out, but I try to catch them anyways, even though i'm laughing way too hard. Well, my mom gets angry because I'm "Ruining all their fun". So I find Amelia and Mickey and their like act surprised. So to please my mom, I let them continue. Well they come in my house instead and ask me about my day... Well I'm not in IB for nothing... My dad says there were like ten people the first time, and Mickey and Amelia are only two, so my Higher Level math skills thell me something is up. Well i play along so as not to "ruin their fun", even when Mickey's "Mom" calls twice. So then they have to go home and they ask me to walk them to their car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well surprise, surprise, there's tp every where and plates with writing and even tortillas... They even helped me clean up.. It was some kind of congratulatory DM thing, but there were also alot of jokes that have accumulated over the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then there's today and I woke up a little early and went to take a shower, well my mom comes in my room and is really surprised I'm awake well i go to plug in the blow dryer and chuckles bursts in my room yelling and then Weak and Tyler follow.. I was really scared. So I got ready in five minutes and we all went to IHOP with the waiter with no personality who wore Western Wear. It was a lot of fun and a great way to end the year.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, It doesn't feel like the year is over. I guess it'll hit me when I have nothing to do on monday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108578910628907728?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108578910628907728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108578910628907728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108578910628907728' title='No more school...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108549936618605417</id><published>2004-05-25T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T10:36:06.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not bad for a Monday...</title><content type='html'>Here's my Monday in chronological order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:15 - woke up slightly later thatn usual&lt;br /&gt;7:30 - Had NHS Committee meeting..Became director of Mr./Ms. Mustang.&lt;br /&gt;8:00 - Went to orchestra&lt;br /&gt;8:50 - Went home and studied for IB Music test&lt;br /&gt;10:45 - Went to Micaela's house for pre-test picnic&lt;br /&gt;12:15 - Went to IB Music Test at Boy's town&lt;br /&gt;2:15 - Fire Alarm goes off with an hour to go in the test.&lt;br /&gt;3:38 - Finally finish test&lt;br /&gt;3:40 - Check voice mail&lt;br /&gt;3:41 - Find out I made Drum Major&lt;br /&gt;3:41 and thirty seconds - scream like crazy&lt;br /&gt;4:00 - drive to the Boy's Town lake and watch Svingen and Walter jump in.. I got pictures.. It was lightning. &lt;br /&gt;4:07 - get back to school to grab oboe&lt;br /&gt;4:30 - finally get home after rush hour traffic and make invitations to Tenor Party. Get soaked in the windy rain&lt;br /&gt;5:00 - Find out that oboe lesson is moved and speed to UNO&lt;br /&gt;5:10 - See Amelia in her bug on dodge street&lt;br /&gt;5:30-6:30 - Have my first oboe lesson in a month&lt;br /&gt;7:00 Return Svingen's backpack to its rightful owner and get chinese food&lt;br /&gt;7:30 -9:30 - Work on french video&lt;br /&gt;9:30 - Speed to Starbucks before they close and get made fun of by hot coffee guy for running to get my iced tea&lt;br /&gt;10:00 go back to Anna's and watch final video&lt;br /&gt;10:30 - Get home and go to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a pretty good day.. Let's see how today goes.. I got my whistle and mace!! whooo hooo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108549936618605417?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108549936618605417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108549936618605417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108549936618605417' title='Not bad for a Monday...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108535090747847957</id><published>2004-05-23T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T17:21:47.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The rest of the weekend...</title><content type='html'>I've been on the internet a while and I realized that I really dislike those underlined advertisements....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes the rest of the weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY:&lt;br /&gt;I got to wake up early because I had a French project to do... Went over to Mallory's and finished the script while we waited for everyone else to get there. Filming to much longer than needed, but it was a lot of fun.. Especially the part where we all went to runza in our costumes... At least the drive thru guy realized they were costumes... Then I went home and got ready to go to 88 Improv.. The first half was great, except for their opening act who was a pilot stand up comedian.. And that was his only joke..The silence was painful.. WEll at intermission, I recieved a phone calll from a very frantic mother who wanted us to come home right away, so we jumped through puddles trying to find my car and headed back to West O. L street was atrocious and there were more than a couple times where I could not see no hear anything.. BUT WHAT AN ADVENTURE... So I definately need to go back to The Rock June 26 to see another 88 Improv show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early to start studying for music... Had family b-day party after cleaning my room and then headed to Micaela's for a study group. We listened to a bunch of music and quizzed each other and even had Erik Jensen come over to help us out a bit..He lives across the street. So now I'm home and i DEFINATELY have to study some more.. The test is tomorrow, but I'm coming to school cause I have a meeting at 7 30 and I want to play in band,.. Oh and there's the very slim chance that drum major will be announced tomorrow morning...once again, very slim chance. So Music calls I 'll tell you all how it went tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108535090747847957?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108535090747847957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108535090747847957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108535090747847957' title='The rest of the weekend...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108519967672283917</id><published>2004-05-21T23:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T08:36:27.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope you're reading this...</title><content type='html'>I'm going to try to say this with the least amount of cussing as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are....&lt;br /&gt;You are a spiteful, spoiled, hypocritical, slimy, decietful, horrible, STD infested person.. And you are just a plain bitch...You have sunk to a new low, and all the forehead kisses and fake smiles and back rubs in the world can't bring you back from the slime you wallow in...It's gone too far and you are far too stupid to even realize what you have done... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that  by saying these things to my best friends they are going to be kept secret?? Go back to middle school idiot..Do not take your insecurities out on me.. do not hate me because I am smarter than you, I am better at band that you, I have more morals than you do, I don't have as many stupid idiosyncracies as you do, and people just plain like me better than you. Do not hate me because I have accomplished more in 17 years than you will in your entire life. Hell, my dog has probably done more than you. The only thing you beat me in is STD occurances. And you sure as hell shouldn't say this shit and then try to give me a hug on monday.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep look inside yourself and see how hypocritical you really are... "I want to do this to help people.. I love helping people...blah blah blah.." Yeah it really helps to talk about people behind their back.. You must freaking adore me!!! Excuse me while I rake through all this garbage to see the true you.. A coniving, snotty, awful person with no future that doesn't involve street corners and red light districts. Look where your plan has gotten you now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope these words aren't to big for you to understand the message.. I HATE YOU... DO NOT EVER&gt; AND I MEAN EVER TALK TO ME AGAIN ....&lt;br /&gt;You can go back to your fake friends who hang around you because they can be your lackey and have some sad pathetic purpose in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to end this section with a song.. Something to the tune of "Grandioso March"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all my TRUE friends who want to really know how my week has gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was awesome..&lt;br /&gt;Drum major auditions went really well, &lt;br /&gt;I had a pretty fun time tonight at Albertsons, and the movies, More might come later&lt;br /&gt;and this weekend is busy, but 88 Improv is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an AMAZING weekend, I know I will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108519967672283917?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108519967672283917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108519967672283917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108519967672283917' title='I hope you&apos;re reading this...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108502342873763146</id><published>2004-05-19T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T22:23:48.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh What a Night"...</title><content type='html'>That's the theme music for "Le Monde Vrai: Versailles" or for all you non-frenchies out there, "The Real World: Versailles". It's our final project in French and it has to be a video with some historical content so we have "the affair of the necklace interlaced in our french discotheque partying" It's gonna be great. I met with my group tonight and we have most of the script done. Tomorrow is costume shopping at Goodwill and Saturday is filming. Monday and Tuesday are editing, and Wednesday is opening night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week in a rather large nutshell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: ToK project with Lily. Of the 4 hours she was here, 30 mins was spent on the project. The rest was talking about people and senior pictures, and having to run to the bathroom to keep from peeing our pants from excessive laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Final band conert. I was eexcited for it all day, and it was pretty fun, but not as much as I had hoped. Good thing our songs rocked thouhg. Those were some of my favorite from all year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow's my birthday. All of you faithful adorers have 12 hours to buy me lots of presents. What ever happened the that Allie and Katie fan club. .THey dropped the ball, even when I had a target in mind. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week:&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Drum Major auditions....AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: French Filming&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Family B-day&lt;br /&gt;Monday: IB MUSIC TEST ....AHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there's a lot of AHHHH!!!! I don't think that's a good sign..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. You are reading the blog of one of the newest members of the 2004-2005 Senior Class board... In KP's words.. "I guess its not a popularity contest after all" Thanks KP.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108502342873763146?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108502342873763146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108502342873763146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108502342873763146' title='&quot;Oh What a Night&quot;...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108475060870351411</id><published>2004-05-16T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T18:36:48.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last concert of the season...</title><content type='html'>The 2003-2004 OAYO season is officially over, its going to be weird having my Sundays back, but nice too. I will also miss all of the seniors in symphony, all 28 of them. I hate this time of the year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realized I have a presentation in ToK on Tuesday, darn.&lt;br /&gt;I start lessons again tomorrow, darn&lt;br /&gt;I have an IB test in a week, darn&lt;br /&gt;Finals are the same week, darn&lt;br /&gt;As are drum major try outs, I think, darn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well here are the good things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is on Thursday!!&lt;br /&gt;Only two more weeks of school!!&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so there's not that much to look forward to, but today was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Iowa Western for my concert, played beautifully with the Omaha Symphony and got pictures with some of the people I might never see again like Schyler and Ian.. I'll miss those guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well CAS reflections are due by the end of the week, even though someone stole the appointment sign up sheet.. I'll do that after the Simpsons tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to finish of my film and get my pictures developed, I hope their good, I'll show them to everyone when they're done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two more Mondays!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108475060870351411?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108475060870351411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108475060870351411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108475060870351411' title='Last concert of the season...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108467574144945409</id><published>2004-05-15T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T21:54:00.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Saturday...</title><content type='html'>I had to wake up entirely too early after my swing-dancey night and get ready to go to Council bluffs for orchestra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had rehearsal from 10-3:30 with some free pizza thrown in the middle..Have I mentioned that I'm not a pizza fan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rehearsal was OK, concert is tomorrow and we sound really good..I guess it helps a little bit having symphony musicians playing with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Pepperjax for dinner...It's the new Nothin'but noodles..not very impressive....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my sister and I went to 13 goin on 30...The cutest movie ever, I had my first ever urge to cry based on something other than an animal dying..It was way too romantic and sentimental and sweet.. The pregnant lady next to my sister bawled like a baby.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previews that I want to see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raising Helen&lt;br /&gt;Dodgeball&lt;br /&gt;The Stepford Wives&lt;br /&gt;The Notebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love Movies!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is homework and orchestra.. so like today, but with less fun and more work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108467574144945409?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108467574144945409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108467574144945409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108467574144945409' title='My Saturday...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108459521991886037</id><published>2004-05-14T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T23:26:59.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing....</title><content type='html'>BIG BAND DANCE TODAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun, for the most part... got to dance a lot, learned a lot, but still don't feel quite fulfilled and I think I know why... Yes I definately know why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, today was the strongest feeling that I've ever had that said.. "You are destined to live with hairless cats" It may have just been Amanda, but I think there was a little voice inside as well. I guess you can't have everything, and I don't think there's much in my life that I would give up to have that. Damn having a love for music and achieveing academic excelance... sorry if it sounds like bragging, but I have to remind myself that I have some good qualities.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OAYO and Omaha Symphony Side by Side Concert&lt;br /&gt;Sometime Sunday May 16, (I'll find out later)&lt;br /&gt;Iowa Western Community College&lt;br /&gt;It'll be fun... and there's a reception, this probably means free cake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE CAKE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend, maybe we'll do something Saturday night??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108459521991886037?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108459521991886037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108459521991886037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108459521991886037' title='It don&apos;t mean a thing if it ain&apos;t got that swing....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108448599727474340</id><published>2004-05-13T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T17:06:37.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!!</title><content type='html'>What a week it has been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: &lt;br /&gt;Variety show.. evryone was great except for the girls in front of me... apparently everyone was "hot" and they wanted to have "their babies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Music banquet... I got to stand up 11 times!! And my mom actually talked to other band mommies!! It was a good night.. but Weak beat me by two.. though we were equally cool for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Slept in, Went to lunch at Mediteranean Bistro, then went to the dreaded History Test!!! AHHHHH... It went really well, I could answer questiions and I knew them pretty good.. I even got to answer one about Castro!! WHOO HOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: Had a worthless advisement, then a party in history to celebrate the test.. I LOVE MRS. MCVICKER&gt;... She's even planning to give us all a BBQ at Mahoney this summer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the Honors Night and I get to have my picture taken for a Girls' State Plaque...&lt;br /&gt; Of to dinner.. See you tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG BAND DANCE TOMORROW!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108448599727474340?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108448599727474340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108448599727474340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108448599727474340' title='What a week!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108415142824806831</id><published>2004-05-09T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T20:10:28.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo for Mondays....</title><content type='html'>Well it's not Monday yet, but it's too close.../&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was orchestra and Mom's day, woke up late and my sis wanted to go to orchestra with me because we had to go to my siter Lori's house after ward and that's what we did. Not very exciting and then we came home and I just watched the Simpsons. That was fun, now I have to do the homework thats due tomorrow, and study for history, IN THREE DAYS!! AHHHH so here's this weeks shedule...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;History Review&lt;br /&gt;Variety Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: &lt;br /&gt;History Review &lt;br /&gt;Music Banquet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;History Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Honors Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;BIG BAND DANCE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Symphony rehearsal 10-3:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Symphony concert with the Omaha Symphony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH FOR FRIDAY, I already can't wait for the end of the week Yeah for swing dancing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to study, that's all I can think about right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108415142824806831?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108415142824806831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108415142824806831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108415142824806831' title='Boo for Mondays....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108407775714404506</id><published>2004-05-08T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T23:48:13.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST MOVIE EVER!!!</title><content type='html'>I just got back from "Mean Girls" and I reccomend it to everyone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so true and so funny.. some of the best quotes... &lt;br /&gt;"There's a thirty percent chance that it is raining right now"&lt;br /&gt;"The table with the sexually-active band geeks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's more that I can't think of right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun, had orchestra rehearsal with the Omaha Symphony, then went shopping with my sis and saw that Bone was at the mall cause we parked right next to her, we left a surprise on her windshield and Bone found me later in a Hallmark.. We went Mom's Day shopping and I got a little outfit for the Big Band Dance...Everyone should go, its the best dance of the year,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home and told myself that I was going to study all night, but I didn't. I got about halfway through my notecards... there's still tomorrow except....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Mom's day and family is coming over the exact time that I am required to be at orchestra rehearsal, and in my sister's lasting tradition, "why have two parties when you can just have one".. my nephew Justin's b-day will be combined with mother's day, just like my nephew Aj's is with Easter, and my two sisters Lori and Christine put theirs together too.. I guess I'm special because I have my own special party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of... 12 days till the big 1-7 and the fact that nothing really exciting happens when you're 17.. still trying to find out what my present is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108407775714404506?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108407775714404506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108407775714404506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108407775714404506' title='BEST MOVIE EVER!!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108399289955188616</id><published>2004-05-07T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T00:14:35.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a good day...</title><content type='html'>School was same old, same old, but I got to play in band today...Yippee!! Then after school, the concert band placements were up, there were a lot of surprises, I got first in Wind Ensemble, and those poor seniors, I don't know what happened, but not a one of them even made a band :( I feel so sorry for them... Mark Hampton was almost in tears when he told me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a Super Kool History Review Session, It was fun because I love Mrs. McVicker... Then we did notecards outside while Julia tried to round up boys to go dancing with us. Well that was a huge failure and I ended up being VERY late to pick up Amanda.. I ran home, got socks and sped to Amanda's and Michaela's then got gas and picked up Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get to the Old Market and try to find a parking spot, easier said than done. I found one, put my blinker on to wait for the guy to leave and just as I'm about to turn, some old geezer pulls right in...If I would have gotten out of the car, I would have choked him!!!! So after another twenty minutes we find a spot and go to SPaghetti Works. We played the machine that pridicts your "Attractibility" or what not and Julia got "UNRESISTABLE" the highest one, guess what I got... "BLAH" the lowest one.. Yippee for me... Well then we all had really good pasta and realized we were late for the lesson a the swing dancing club. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it has been decided that I WILL get my mini Buddha from that store in the Old Market Passageway because All of us IB kids get to bring a good luck charm for our tests and what beter way to impress Mrs. Buda than with a Buddha of our own!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rushed to the Eagle's club and got in, and sat for a while, because as I said, Julia is a failure at getting boys to do things. So it was me, Amanda, Michaela, Anna, Julia, Larissa, and Jason. And Jason, who had been really cool all night turned into an IB Boy Fun-Hater, just like all the other IB boys, but I guess he's still cool. Well there was a lot of dancing to be had, my personal best was the first one with a guy that everyone said looked like Mr. Kasner, but I think his name was Jim. The rest of the time I kinda made a fool of myself because it was my first time and evryone else was really good.. Except for the guy in the green shirt who I danced with in the snowball thing, he sucked, i.e. he had NO rhythm. There was also a girl named Emily there who i used to be in orchestra with and who plays the oboe, she's nice.. So I am now officially prepared for the BIG BAND DANCE NEXT FRIDAY!!! WHOO HOO!!!! I can't wait, I think Im going to go shopping tomorrow. It'll be great but I also have a dress rehearsal that I hope Caitrin remembers to pick me up for, and I have to study SO MUCH HISTORY!!! AHHHH Oh well I'll be fine, I knew a lot of the answers in the review session today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great early morning,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108399289955188616?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108399289955188616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108399289955188616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108399289955188616' title='Such a good day...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108387998825525404</id><published>2004-05-06T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T16:50:54.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much to say....</title><content type='html'>As the days of school decrease, so does the homework, and the days until my history test AAAAHHHHHHHH... Julia made a good point though... If you know too much, you'll want to answer a little bit of all the questions and won't be able to decide on which one to answer. So where is the fine line between knowing too much, and not knowing enough??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today:&lt;br /&gt;Small ToK again, but it was fun too.&lt;br /&gt;Played in orchestra... Bringing in the reserves (alternates) as Jordan puts it.&lt;br /&gt;Math was there&lt;br /&gt;As was history&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Astronomy&lt;br /&gt;And French too, not much happened today&lt;br /&gt;Had VERY small english class as every one made up a timed write, that was fun too&lt;br /&gt;Advisement&lt;br /&gt;Bio-not very exciting&lt;br /&gt;SCB meeting. I heard you can't do SCB and Student Council, WHY NOT I ask .... Plus I have band anyways and that's not a problem with SCB, but it may be with Stud CO. So we'll see what happens... Why do I want to be so involved anyways??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight:&lt;br /&gt;I'm skipping Yoga, filling out the Section leader form and going to a history review, I have one tomorrow night too, TEST IS SO CLOSE... I am freaking out... Well I'm hungry and I have A LOT of studying to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108387998825525404?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108387998825525404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108387998825525404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108387998825525404' title='Not much to say....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108380688990854358</id><published>2004-05-05T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T20:32:35.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update....</title><content type='html'>So I haven't blogged in a while here's the update......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IB History Test in 7 days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum major auditons etc, are just starting up.... I hate this time of year because everyone gets catty and petty and they say mean things...damn competition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is winding down and I'm ready to be done....to bad there are still IB tests and finals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has actually been pretty boring, that's probably why I haven't blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's semihighlights:&lt;br /&gt;African dancing in Music&lt;br /&gt;Even smaller small classes because of Psychology test&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with Tubatyro in the music office... and putting MY birthday on the calendar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not much else to say so off to History I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108380688990854358?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108380688990854358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108380688990854358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108380688990854358' title='Update....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108354882442822010</id><published>2004-05-02T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T20:53:16.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not enough time</title><content type='html'>What a short weekend, packed with to much doing things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Stayed at school till 9 o clock helping with after prom decorations&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Woke up nice and early to help at MNMS with the Solo/Ensemble thing, it was OK. &lt;br /&gt;Had a nice family lunch at Applebee's&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping at Oak View&lt;br /&gt;Got ready for the Concert and headed to Amanda's house&lt;br /&gt;Had pizza&lt;br /&gt;Went to concert to discover a line a mile long that we got to stand in, in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got into the concert, saw 88Improv, which is the funniest thing ever&lt;br /&gt;Matthew West is my new favorite artist.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Amanda's to see the end of Saturday Night Live..&lt;br /&gt;Amanda injured herself on Kelli's car, three times&lt;br /&gt;Went to After Prom...It was really cool and fun, but the events there reinforced my decision to not go to prom by myself...Yeah for being smart/sensible&lt;br /&gt;Came home and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Well technically some of Saturday was Sunday, but anyways...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11 30, showered, went to orchestra&lt;br /&gt;Had awful rehearsal with awful headache due to lack of food, sleep and oxygen to the brain&lt;br /&gt;Came home and had dinner&lt;br /&gt;Played cards with Lergie/procrastinated homework&lt;br /&gt;Watched SImpsons/procrastinated homework&lt;br /&gt;Realized I shouldn't have put off home work, more than I realized.&lt;br /&gt;Ended this blog due to the amount of homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song in Katie's Head, because she doesn't have her walkman right now:&lt;br /&gt;"I can't Hear You" Matthew West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108354882442822010?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108354882442822010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108354882442822010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108354882442822010' title='Not enough time'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108326564336718330</id><published>2004-04-29T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T14:11:40.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Library!!</title><content type='html'>yes I am using school computers for non-school functions......scandalous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today has been very boring I didn't have Zero Hour, but I had NHS so I got to sleep in for half an hour....The meeting make me really want to help out with Mr./Ms. Mustang, I hope I get on that Committee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the library researching for my IB English World Lit paper due tomorrow, yes I actually started it last night, all 100 words I wrote makes for a very good introduction.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a killer French test, i'm still recovering....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to skip Yoga tonight, here's my todo list so far....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4, yes 4! History Documents&lt;br /&gt;Turn in Application to Papa Murphy's&lt;br /&gt;Finish English paper&lt;br /&gt;Biology test tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Attend History Review session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have quite a bit, but this might be the day I finish everything, I'm not so scared for my English paper anymore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Katie WOULD be listening to if she were home right now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATTHEW WEST!!! I love it!! Ican't wait for the concert...thanks Kelli!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108326564336718330?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108326564336718330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108326564336718330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108326564336718330' title='From the Library!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108319959172178360</id><published>2004-04-28T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T19:50:47.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a short one....</title><content type='html'>Not much happened today, school as usual, no Zero Hour ToK tomorrow, but I have an NHS meeting anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had an IB History review session, it reminds me of how little I know about history and how close the test is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's to do list:&lt;br /&gt;2 more History documents&lt;br /&gt;English Rough Draft, (I hope I do it)&lt;br /&gt;Biology review questions&lt;br /&gt;Study French, (I'll probably do that tomorrow during lunch)&lt;br /&gt;Finish Girls State paperwork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda short, but I have less time to do it in, but I bought an energy drink on the way home so I am ready to work way past my bedtime, like 11:00 or even *gasp* 11:30.. I don't understand how other IB kids pull all-nighters.. I LOVE MY SLEEP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Katie is listening to at this moment:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy by Matthew West*&lt;br /&gt;Have to get ready for our Prom-Alternative-Night-O-Fun caoncert at the Rock and other various super fun activities. Thanks for letting me borrow the CD Kelli!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108319959172178360?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108319959172178360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108319959172178360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108319959172178360' title='Here&apos;s a short one....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108311507446001400</id><published>2004-04-27T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T20:26:13.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Money Money Money Money</title><content type='html'>I now remember very little about the immune system and its all by wallet's fault. I was overcome this afternoon during Biology by the fact that I need job and if I want one, I need it soon....I am tired of relying on my parents for all of my monetary needs. SO. Here are todays applications that I picked up ..... Myself I might add, I am becoming so grown up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scheels Cashier and or "General store employee" &lt;br /&gt;Dietze Music, I think I don't have a chance cause I'm not 18&lt;br /&gt;Papa Murphy's, or hell as Bone likes to call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now Scheels is my first choice. well or Dietze, But Papa Murphy's is the most realistic as awful as that would be Bone, we could still work together, maybe.,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well That's all on the job search, I'll keep you posted...one place I know I do not want to work is Red Robin, after yesterday, the mention of the name make me hate birds and burgers and Afganistan and anything remotely related, Right Bone?? J/K Amy.. I also don't want to work at Maggie Moo's because I saw Maggie herself standing on the corner of 120th and Center.. that would be me, or I might be the Ten Cent Burrito Man at Taco Johns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So update on yesterday's TO DO List:&lt;br /&gt;History Documents done, but three more to take their place today.&lt;br /&gt;Outline almost done&lt;br /&gt;Notes still unorganized&lt;br /&gt;World Lit Paper still not started&lt;br /&gt;No way that scrapbook is being touched till after school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's today's new list: &lt;br /&gt;3 History Documents&lt;br /&gt;Finish Outline&lt;br /&gt;Organize notes&lt;br /&gt;Read and answer French Questions&lt;br /&gt;Start World Lit Paper For God's Sake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday the update will be that it is all finished, maybe that day will be tomorrow.....That day will probably not be tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; What Katie is listening to at this moment: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emperor Waltz - Johan Strauss II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108311507446001400?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108311507446001400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108311507446001400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108311507446001400' title='Money Money Money Money'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-1083024938611058</id><published>2004-04-26T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T19:19:52.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bore-Ing</title><content type='html'>I'm bored because today was a rather boring day. Not much exciting happened. I had school, I had a timed write...blast.... but I didn't have an oboe lesson, apparently my teacher is swamped...Amen to that. Oh well, recitals over and I don't have much to work on since I know Symphony (LEARN YOUR MUSIC STRINGS! WE COULD GET STUFF DONE&lt; YOU STINKING MIDDLE SCHOOLERS!!!!!) so I was going to use that time to do homework, guess what happened....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Nothing happened except that I didn't do homework, until now that is, and I'm still putting that off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting lazy AHHHHH!! Now is not the time, I must work.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had something really funny to put in here and now I can't remember to save my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Do list for tonight, even though its half over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 History documents&lt;br /&gt;History outline - finish&lt;br /&gt;World Lit Paper 1- start&lt;br /&gt;Organize history notes, even if I'm not going to start studying....&lt;br /&gt;Read Bio&lt;br /&gt;Update Scrapbook???  Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off to work, documents alone take an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten into the habit of listening to music while posting so here's a new segment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Katie is listening to at this moment:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scheherazade - N. Rimsky-Korsakov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't pronounce that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-1083024938611058?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/1083024938611058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/1083024938611058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#1083024938611058' title='Bore-Ing'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108294952606908372</id><published>2004-04-25T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T22:25:02.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's me Jessica...</title><content type='html'>So here's the rest of my weekend, after Districts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allie, Chuckles, Pirnie, Bone and I went to Chipotle to bother Ann and tell her that "we got a one" well I ended up running into a kid I went to school with in kindergarten and first grade and he has changed, a lot, for the better....aka He's hot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Kp's and watched some crazy Japanese TV show and all the people who were going to go bowling skipped out, but that's ok cause we went anyways. On the way there, my "I heart U" sign flew out of the window and scared the bejeebus out of me and Bone but I laughed the hardest I have in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling was fun, Chuckles won a dollie from the claw machine and I got two strikes in a row on the tenth frame, too bad it wasn't one of the five times we had colored pins. I think the lady at the desk was tired of answering our calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we went over to "a friend's House" where a girl named Jessica tried to get ahold of her amigo Tiquito, but Tiquito kept ignoring her, or calling back for like three seconds...weird, but it was "sizable" fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was orchestra and not doing homework, I'll pay for it this week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some weekend observations:&lt;br /&gt;When will school be over?&lt;br /&gt;Life is getting better, I think&lt;br /&gt;P-word is in less than a week, I've given up hope.&lt;br /&gt;Amelia's philospohy on boys sucks when you want one right now and not, "someday"&lt;br /&gt;I've accepted my fate of ending up lonely with a bunch of cats, but like I told Allie, I'm allergic to cats so I'll end up lonely with a bunch of cats and sneezing.&lt;br /&gt;My B-day's in less than a month&lt;br /&gt;I really should have done some homework, I think I have early Senioritous&lt;br /&gt;I found the CD I looked for for an hour on Tues, It was right where it should have been.&lt;br /&gt;Some people in Symphony suck, another case of the "there's no one else syndrome" why not my section??&lt;br /&gt;Egmont is no longer my favorite song, Thanks for butchering it "kids who cannot play"&lt;br /&gt;The airport is boring unless you have a friend to talk to&lt;br /&gt;I am bad at thinking on my feet, especially when cornered on a phone&lt;br /&gt;In reference to above, Dumb people don't know when you're bad at thinking on your feet.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go to the baseball game&lt;br /&gt;I also want to go to the zoo&lt;br /&gt;I really really really want school to be over,or at least my History test&lt;br /&gt;I probably have make up work from Friday&lt;br /&gt;I miss the guys from last year&lt;br /&gt;Some guys from this year, named Big Jeff, are assholes and make my mom mad&lt;br /&gt;My sister can be quite the brat, so much so that I don't feel like talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;My mom's reasoning for things is "Rediculous"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108294952606908372?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108294952606908372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108294952606908372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108294952606908372' title='It&apos;s me Jessica...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108284378684240760</id><published>2004-04-24T16:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T17:25:26.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Districts, Districts, YIPPEE for Districts</title><content type='html'>So district day today, whoohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the breakdown of the contest....Me running around a lot cause all of my things were really close together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's a more detailed account...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get there at around 12 30 to practice... Ann's there and informs me that Doran is sick and she is not going to do our Quintet. My first thought: KLILL HER.. &lt;br /&gt;But she's really sick and I feel bad for her, luckily, or not so luckily, we find a replacement...a saxophone, in the key of D, replacing a French horn in the key of F, in a Baroque song...SAXOPHONES WEREN'T INVENTED BACK THEN!!!! So half an hour before showtime, we practice, and its not that bad, but Shep has to copy parts because we also don't have a score, that poor judge, so instead of going to the quintet, scheduled at 1 54, I go to the choir sextet at 2 06. So after the choir performane I go to the Quintet room and realize I left water, reeds, and tuner in the choir room, thank God for Smigelsky cause she went and got them for me and even got back in time to watch.. So there's a billion people in a small room with Watermelon Man blasting from the room next door and we're forced to listen to Fremont's Quintet..&gt;Seriously this song could be used to torture terrorists because as Erik Jensen puts it, "THe oboe sounded like a dying duck". So then it was our turn and we did very well, and I talked to a bunch of people I know who were in the room including that one guy from Wesleyan who I can't remember his name but the only thing he said was "Katie, tell the Andrews hi for me" and I said "will do" but I still can't remember his name.....&lt;br /&gt;Well then It was solo time and I was freakingout. I had to wait forever and hear some good ones (Erica) and some not so good ones (Erin) I'd like to think that I was somewhere in the middle cause it went pretty well...(More evidence for my "should be second chair argument" but whatever) and then Brugler and I went to see what the results were because of course, I was just about the last one in the contest. so here goes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drumroll Please...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir Sextet: 2..I hope my playing didn't affect that...&lt;br /&gt;Woodwind Qunitet: 1 Whoohoo a hole half hour of practicing WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;Oboe Solo: 1 YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So districts was decidedly bettter this year than last. Now its time for Chipotle and bowling yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&gt; Mrs. Tape who's son plays the oboe and her other son plays the trumpet in my orchestra was there. Let's just say she's ....different... She watche dus MN oboes to inspire young Ben, and she took pictures of us, us who are not her children, and then she cornered me in the rain in the parking lot without an umbrella and talked to me about how her son wouldn't be able to get into Cornell, but maybe he could go to Ithaca.. Mrs. Tape, I really don't know....and I'm really wet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108284378684240760?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108284378684240760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108284378684240760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108284378684240760' title='Districts, Districts, YIPPEE for Districts'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108282033312594345</id><published>2004-04-24T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T10:29:43.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TOO MANY KIDS!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was fun, but it was FULL of kids, spoiled kids, kids whinig to their parents kids who think they are too cool to talk to you, but then there were cute ones who liked to dance and worried about their little crushes on high school boys, I'll explain later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, It was band district day, we all went to Bellvue West and we had a preety good performance, minus the stand crashing is the middle. Still don't know what we got though. I'm thinking somewhere it the 1 category. More districts today, solo, quintet, and choir girls sextet, not necessarily in that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to the kids, well, I volunteered to help Julia with a carnival at Rohwer Elementary. It was fun, I got to run the "Strike Out" game, by myself for a long time. They should put a warnign on that game that you must be in top pyhsical condition to be in charge because little kids who can't throw still play and they miss and because the parking lot is slanted, you run, a lot, and chase after the balls. And there's a bar you have to duck under. My legs hurt, a lot. a lot alot alot a lot. But that's not the only reason BECAUSE.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was alos the Brownie lock in, that I got to just in time for Them to earn their dance badge. THat means our little group got to make up a dance and perform it for all the other little girls. You can not imagine how much little girls scream when they are excited. Bu they had every right to be excited because our dance was THE BEST!! It had every dance move that a little girl could imagine, and because their coach..me.. is a super band nerd, each step was held for excactly eight counts, in accordance to the music,.... And the cherry on the sundae was our favorite move that one girl named Kendall thought of the goes like this.....Every one stops moveing and yells.."HEY SCOTT" and they stick their tongues out at him...and the big finale....Everyone stands with their partner and yells. "Hey Scott, you're not gonna win!!" It was great... but it caused some problems when Scott wasn't showing up and they came up one at a time every five seconds going "Katie, what if Scott doesn't come" and I had to reassure them that he was in fact coming. But it was good, I've never jumped so much in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go shower and dress for today, District time, I'm kinda freaking out...... Oh well, it'l be good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to go bowling tonight?? leave a comment or call my cell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108282033312594345?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108282033312594345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108282033312594345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108282033312594345' title='TOO MANY KIDS!!!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108258182288859194</id><published>2004-04-21T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T16:14:29.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong with me?</title><content type='html'>I miss the old me, the responsible one who did homework all night when needed, who didn't care about stupid high school drama, the one who laughed. where did that go????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I skip homework or do it at the last minute, I never study in advance even though I know I should. I get caught up too much in what other people say and do, I forget things constantly, and I feel like crying all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Irresponsible idiot won last night and I took a nap, a long one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108258182288859194?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108258182288859194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108258182288859194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108258182288859194' title='What is wrong with me?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108250463105574170</id><published>2004-04-20T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T18:48:34.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissin me off. Woah, woah, it never stops...</title><content type='html'>Homework, school, stress, teen agnst, it goes on forever. We'll take things one at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework: I have some, and that's enough to make me angry. And just when I finish one thing, another comes and takes its place..."Just one more month", little voice keeps telling me. And then the other voice says "Yeah a month full of IB tests auditions and finals" Damn you little voice number two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School: See above, it realates a lot, but then there's other stuff like CAS, whcih by the way, I am so sorry to Becca and Walterfor not being able to go to the Goodwill place, that was the most bottles I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress: OAYO audition today, not exactly the new "Best Audition of my Life" pretty "OK" well, little "ok" not capital letters....Who needs scales anyway??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teen Agnst: I'd like to think I am above getting mad a people for stupid things, but lately the things don't seem that stupid and i'm acting more and more like a snobby teenage girl, maybe its strees, maybe its nature, maybe its that damn P word thats coming up in May, whatever it is, people who I thought would never get on my nerves are, and I'm losing respect for people left and right, I'm procrastinating more, and pushing responsibility on to other people. I'm just becoming lazy and lackadaisical and just don't care any more. SUmmer can't come soon enough just because it will all be over. I just need a break, and fast, I need one fun night that lets me forget everything I worry about and have everything go perfect, just once. Maybe I'm not the 30 year old in teenage clothing that I used to think I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side: &lt;br /&gt;Had a good Yoga presentation, I think (hope) that Mills liked it.&lt;br /&gt;Classes were short, that's always a plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the need for a nap but.. homework and oboe are calling my name....test and recital tomorrow. Must fight irresponsible idiot inside, need to work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If anyones interested, which I'm sure you ALL are.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************&lt;br /&gt;KATIE IN CONCERT&lt;br /&gt;Playing her hardest piece yet attempted.&lt;br /&gt;UNO Strauss Performing Arts Center&lt;br /&gt;6001 Dodge Street&lt;br /&gt;Room 105&lt;br /&gt;6:00&lt;br /&gt;****Free cake/cookies afterward&lt;br /&gt;****Come for the cake and pretend to listen!!&lt;br /&gt;***************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108250463105574170?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108250463105574170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108250463105574170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108250463105574170' title='Pissin me off. Woah, woah, it never stops...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108242554928243217</id><published>2004-04-19T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T20:49:52.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>That's kinda how I feel right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was uneventful, boring Monday. I was going to sleep in tomorrow, but "Friendly Breakfast" as I like to call it, sounds pretty fun.....Breakfast it is. Technically, I will be sleeping an extra half-hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lessons today, ranks up there with worst one ever. Not good to have two days before your recital where you want to show everyone up by playing a really cool hard song...In the words of my teacher "Never before attempted by a high school student of mine :)"  But I gues I just have A LOT on my mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OAYO Audition tomorrow, I was reminded by all the people I saw at UNO, Need to remember scales...&lt;br /&gt;English Presentation tomorrow, had to go to "Old School" Library because Millard wasn't open, get to talk and teach YOGA!...&lt;br /&gt;Recital Wednesday, AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!.....&lt;br /&gt;Other random homework due tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;Districts Friday.....&lt;br /&gt;And Even Scarier Districts Saturday....&lt;br /&gt;Rohwer Carnival and Brownie Lock in Fiday, Or THE DAY OF VOLUNTEERING.....&lt;br /&gt;Orchestra Rehearsal Sunday.....&lt;br /&gt;World Lit Paper One....&lt;br /&gt;IB History Test...&lt;br /&gt;Piano Course....&lt;br /&gt;IB Music Test.....&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Math PRoof....&lt;br /&gt;French book.....&lt;br /&gt;THe dreaded P-Word in a couple weeks.....&lt;br /&gt;And a whole lot of other crap Im not at liberty to divulge right now, nor do I want to even think about it, but of course your mind never listens to you, I should devote more time to Yoga....&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, Im mentally exhausted from my awful weekend.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day, and I STILL need to do my entire presentation....&lt;br /&gt;WHY AN I SUCH A PROCRASTINATOR???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but I did get cute new Yoga clothes for presentation tomorrow, well technically, only the shirt is true "Yoga"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment, anything funny to cheer me up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108242554928243217?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108242554928243217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108242554928243217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108242554928243217' title='Bleh'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108226359636074911</id><published>2004-04-17T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T00:03:34.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night Full of Gutters...</title><content type='html'>What a day. It all starts with our NSBA Band Contest which was pretty white bread-ish and not very exciting. That is, until the bus ride home when the driver discovers a skunk under her chair. He wouldn't leave so he escaped when we got back to Millard North. That's right Pepe Lepeu himself, or Arnold as Jordan wants to call him, or maybe it was Arthur, was our new bus mascot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Bone and I decide we are tired of staying home and we are going to do something fun, so we decide on bowling. Unfourtuneately, everyone and their brother already has plans, because very few people answered their phones, but we reached Amelia and Ben and suckered them into coming with us. Here's where the first gutter comes in, We were driving through Pac Meadows cause we thought maybe Amy could go with us but she wasn't home. So we drive by the trail and this couple is holding hands and being all cute, In fact Bone said, "Aw, isn't that cute" well I have decided that I might as well become a nun because I am going to be lonely my entire life and I precede to almost drive off the road because as I said..."I was so jealous, I drove into a gutter" Little did we know that that was the first of many gutters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we go bowling and discover that a group full of boys are sharing the lane next to us, well as the night progresses, we discover that boy with Initial G is very cute, we also discover that they are sophomores and go to Gretna. Well, Boy with Initial G, which we later find out in Greg, is a very good bowler and her gets many a strike while I do not get so many, so after one of those strikes I proclaimed that again, "I was so jealous, I drove my ball into the gutter" oh buts there's more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we finish bowling and start to leave, but I am a claw machine addict and began to play, well, I couldn't concentrate because Gretna boys kept looking at us and talking. I know this because Bone kept saying "those Gretna boys are looking at us and talking again" well I decide that my scared lttle butt should do something semi-"wild" as Bone puts it, and I decide that we should ask for a phone number, but no, my scaredy-cat little girl inside freaked out and I ran away...to the convent it is!!!......well this made me so upset and regretful that I almost raninto another gutter exclaiming.."I'm so regretfull, i almost ran into a gutter" and that is three gutter in one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Amelias and ate popcorn and watched tv for a bit, and talked, there was a lot of talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its now time to sleep and discover more self-loathing....What a baby.....Oh well its a step in the right direction, right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. He was sooooo cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108226359636074911?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108226359636074911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108226359636074911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108226359636074911' title='A Night Full of Gutters...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108217948943747357</id><published>2004-04-16T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T00:37:11.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day....</title><content type='html'>And that's all there is to describe, one really long, really awful, trying,awful, long day.....and man I am glad its over......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well first lets start with yesterday, went to Yoga, there were three of us, but it was relaxing and afterward, the teacher was chatty. So then we went and bought DAve a present and were going to bring it to his house. Well, I have decided that I am no longer able to give directions. It tool us half an hour to find his house, and all of the was my fault, I take full responsibility. We wouldn't have found it at all if Mallory hadn't called her mom. So we went over there and things went as well as could have been expected."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today...(or as I like to call it: Hell)&lt;br /&gt;It started off great, school was fine, sometimes even pleasant and fun, then the "Real Fun" begins. So for some reason I was really angry after school, then I forgot my keys in my house and had to run back in and get them, but in the process left my purse in the garage. Then I picked up Rachel and Sarah, vented, and we tried to return home. Well it turns out there was a creepy mexican guy in a green car (CMGGC) and he was right next to us and Sarah was getting freaked out, well "CMGGC" waved to Rachel and SHE WAVED BACK, &lt;strong&gt;Rule number 1&lt;/strong&gt;, DO NOT WAVE TO CREEPY MEXICAN GUYS IN GREEN CARS!, and the he rolls down the window and tells us to roll ours down &lt;strong&gt;Rule Number 2&lt;/strong&gt;: DO NOT ROLL YOUR WINDOW DOWN WHEN CREEPY MEXICAN GUYS IN GREEN CARS TELL YOU TO! so we didn't, apparently, Rachel was aware of that rule. So then instead of going straight like he was, on Blondo, I turned on 120th, because every one knows &lt;strong&gt;Rule Number 3&lt;/strong&gt;: AVOID CREEPY MEXICAN MEN IN GREEN CARS AT ALL COSTS! so I thought we were safe, but I forgot &lt;strong&gt;Rule Number 4&lt;/strong&gt;: NEVER ASSUME YOU ARE SAFE WHEN CREEPY MEXICAN GUYS IN GREEN CARS ARE INVOLVED! This rule is proven in the &lt;strong&gt;Parking Lot Postulate &lt;/strong&gt;which states: ANY CREEPY MEXICAN GUY IN A GREEN CAR WILL TURN AROUND IN APARKING LOT IN ORDER TO FOLLOW YOU WHEN YOU DO NOT ROLL DOWN YOUR WINDOW. I have seen this postulate proven before my very eyes when, in fact, the CMGGC turned around in a parking lot in order to follow me because I did not roll down my window.....At this time I had called Bone in order to tell her of my situation because it is strangely reminisent of something that happened on one CHristine Bone's Birthday......But in this phone call, I made the mistake of ignoring &lt;strong&gt;Parking Lot Postulate Subarticle A, Amendment 2,&lt;/strong&gt; DO NOT YELL INTO THE PHONE AT YOUR FRIEND"S MOTHER WHEN SAID CMGGC TURNS AROUND IN A PARKING LOT TO FOLLOW YOU BECAUSE YOU DID NOT ROLLDOWN YOUR WINDOW! I promptly yelled into the phone, "OH MY GOD ITS THE GREEN CAR GUY!!", to which Mrs. Bone replied. "Who is the guy in the green car?" TO which I replied, "There is a guy in a green car following us" to which she replied, "Is he cute?" And then astonished, I replied, "No he is a Creppy Mexican Guy in a Green Car" and so on and so forth. Well I thought that I was safe because CMGGC was a fair distance behind us, once again, I ingnored Rule Number 4. I then realized that CMGGC must have seen me when I turned on to Dodge, because CMGGC also turned on to Dodge. THis led me to remember &lt;strong&gt;Rule Number 5&lt;/strong&gt;: CREEPY MEXICAN GUYS IN GREEN CARS HAVE EYES. Thus, according to Rule Number 5, said CMGGC, saw me, with his eyes, turn onto dodge. QED. Well I assumed that rush hour traffic was enough cover to escape the clutches of CMGGC. NO, Its not, because &lt;strong&gt;Rule Number 6&lt;/strong&gt; clearly states: CREEPY MEXICAN GUYS IN GREEN CARS ARE TOO SNEAKY TO ESCAPE&lt; THEY ARE EVEN TOO SNEAKY FOR RUSH HOUR TRAFFIC. Hence rush hour traffic did not deter the CMGGC. In fact he sae me, WITH HIS EYES!. turn on to 156th street and he, turned onto 156th street, because he is obviously familr with &lt;strong&gt;Rule Number 7&lt;/strong&gt;: CREEPY MEXICAN GUYS IN GREEN CARS WHO ARE FOLLOWING YOU MUST, IN FACT, FOLLOW YOU....And follow me he did, all the way to the Amaco. This is where I took advantage of &lt;strong&gt;Rule Number 8&lt;/strong&gt;: TRAFFIC RULES DO NOT APPLY TO THOSE WHO ARE BEING CHASED BY PEOPLE OF THE CREEPY MEXICAN GUY IN A GREEN CAR VARIETY. Because I broke every law I could think of when I turned very sharply in front of a big red SUV in order to escape the clutches of the CMGGC. I mean this car was big...and red, and I turned without a signal because I have learned from past expiriences that signals get you in trouble. so I in fact did escape the CMGGC and just to be sure, I was going to drive to Bone's house where I told her to wait on her front porch with a shotgun but Sarch had to be home by six...I drove home to get my purse by myself, and I jumped at every green car I saw.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the Battle of the Bands which was good at times (*Cough* very few times) but at others, both sucked and blew, at the same time. None more than the performance of The Weather Underground where literally half the audience left while the other half, that felt bad, myself included, sat and talked or covered their ears with their hands....Sadly (why am I saying sadly? IT ROCKED!)the most entertaining part of the night was when Kelly, Amanda, Amelia and I created our own "Air Hypocritical Jeb" and I must say I play a mean "Air drum set" I played with so much passion that I hurt my elbow again....I now enter retirment from the air drumming profession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then we went to Starbucks and talked for a long time and told stories much like the ones I am telling now only with less rules.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is very much past my bedtime and I am injuring and tiring my fingers which I guess I need tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO A NEW DAY, CAUSE IT CAN"T GET ANY WORSE THAN THIS ONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I also got the standard mothering (or is it smothering) from Mrs. Turetsky who says I should go to prom and ask any sophmore or *gasp* Freshman I know because they will be happy.....whatever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108217948943747357?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108217948943747357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108217948943747357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108217948943747357' title='What a day....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108206584639609893</id><published>2004-04-15T16:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T16:48:29.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought today was going to be a good one...</title><content type='html'>And it was for the most part, until 5th hour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the happy bliss of knowing nothing for a very long time and it was good, I watched the Oklahoma Wind Symphony in 2nd hour after a hilarious rehearsal with my quintet. OU was good, really good. Then I went to History because I got to miss math!! There, we had a tornado drill and Mrs. McVicker gave us juice pouches and we got to make a food run while making fun of the president's oress conference.."Those analogies are false....." so then there was astronomy with the weird sub who told me all about his like in New York, and then lunch, with an awful oriental bar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then on the way back from lunch I found out that a friend of mine's dad died last night....It was a really big shock, I feel really sorry for him and wish I knew him a little bit better to help him out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonights a yoga night but a bunch of us IB kids are going over to his house afterwards with some comfort food. This kinda thing makes me realize that if anything bad were to happen to me, I have several groups of friends who would probably be like a second, third, or fourth family to me: The Quartet, IB, and Band...I guess I'm really lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108206584639609893?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108206584639609893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108206584639609893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108206584639609893' title='I thought today was going to be a good one...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108198262845936799</id><published>2004-04-14T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T17:47:45.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SO MUCH TO DO!</title><content type='html'>Happy hump-day to all and a pleasant one it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;*Getting to skip part of history to play with choir.&lt;br /&gt;*Watching a movie in French&lt;br /&gt;*Finishing up our Pork-Chop party in Biology and screaming when a part of a pig brain came flying at my face.&lt;br /&gt;*Helping set up the stage after school and being handsomely rewarded with leftover cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess the day was pleasant until seventh hour when I came into class in the happy fog of thinking you have no homework and then realizing that your Extended Essay OUtline is due in two days and you haven't started....researching, or even seriously thinking about your subject... I've gone by the philosophy, if it doesn't matter right now, do a half-assed job.....That's why Higher level classes are taking a back seat until finals, AFTER the standard level tests are over. That's also why the Extended Essay is on the back burner because I have the summer to do it. And my piano class is still sitting in it's nicely wrapped package that I got in September....It takes five weeks to do it.....minimum, There are five weeks of shool left, damn. So maybe I need a new philosophy. maybe I need to learn how to spell philosophy cause I don't know if that's right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the idea to blog was great, cause I just don't have enough to do already...(sarcasm meter starts to smoke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all this, I'm contemplating wearing a sign around school....STILL DATELESS FOR PROM. DESPARATE. WILL TAKE ANYTHING...well, maybe not anything....damn these standards.. oh well if I keep thinking about school I can get really worried about that instead. AND WILL I EVER GET TO READ MY COOL NEW BOOK???? Magic Eight Ball says "looks doubtful" damn....damn damn damn damn.....I need the weekend, bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&gt; It really pisses me off when Fuller gets UBER BAND TEACHER on us. Like we did him a favor, yet he doesn't think we ccan set up chairs properly.....It doesn't take a doctorate in music education to load a cart stand....At least Shep gave us "Handfuls" of cookies....even if they all were raisin....and don't even get me started on that...Fuller lied, maybe it does take a doctorate to tell the difference between chocolate and raisins...hmmmm I wonder if thats on the course syllabus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S&gt; Wouldn't UBER BAND TEACHER be a great super hero?? We should make him a t-shirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108198262845936799?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108198262845936799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108198262845936799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108198262845936799' title='SO MUCH TO DO!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108189730401657197</id><published>2004-04-13T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T18:05:39.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Excited</title><content type='html'>I'm gladd today is Tuesday, that means it's not Monday and I'm this ..... much closer to the weekend. That is if this ......................... is one school week. Ihaven't seen any research about that one, so I'll just assume its true now, but you know what happens when you assume.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if this is how excited I am for Tuesday, one of the least exciting days of the week, you can just imagine what Friday will be like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the highlights of today (not very exciting):&lt;br /&gt;*Single-handedly getting Mr. Hutfles "Off Topic" for a significant amount of time and learning about cool books about math (oxymorons abound).&lt;br /&gt;*Buying said books immediately after school.&lt;br /&gt;*Having a student teacher visit in History (and we all know how I feel about student teachers...though this one was not one of the ones I was feeling).&lt;br /&gt;* Getting bonus points for reciting french poem while sounding, smart, spohisticated, and well, French.&lt;br /&gt;*Doing absolutely nothing in English&lt;br /&gt;*Dissecting the private parts of a pig in Biology (Ouch!)&lt;br /&gt;*Recycling after school with Cassie, BY OURSELVES for a majority of the time which led to Cardboard Box Soccer and lots of noise&lt;br /&gt;*and, BLOGGING whoohoo!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now comes the most exciting part, HOMEWORK...that'll take up most of my day as will reading my new books (The main reason why I'm excited) Try not to talk to me till the books done, I probably won't talk back...(There's over 700 pages, I won't talk for a while.) &lt;br /&gt;NIGHT ALL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108189730401657197?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108189730401657197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108189730401657197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108189730401657197' title='I&apos;m Excited'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108182422903952853</id><published>2004-04-12T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T22:10:37.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A case of the Mondays</title><content type='html'>So as the title implies, I was definately suffering from the beginning-of-the-week-blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's why this post is gonna be pretty boring, cause I had a pretty boring day it went something like this......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, Class, Class, Class, Class, Class, Lunch, Class, Class, Fire drill, Class, NHS project... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot about that last one, and I wish I would have because I am definately suffering from quartet withdrawl, but it seems that now one was there anyways, hmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO lessons were delayed a bit and they were only a half hour long. I arrived at UNO to see that OAYO auditions start today and I have yet to practice, Yeah for a late audition date and a guaranteed Symphony spot, because THERE"S NOBODY ELSE. As much as all this competion sucked, its gonna suck even more when the whole section is brought down by oh three people who play like they've NEVER SEEN AN OBOE BEFORE!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I had to go copy apiece of music but I couldn't copy at UNO and one Baker's didn't have a machine so I went to Lakeside wher I promptly wasted more time by getting Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I went home and did homework, I'm all caught up with every audition or application I have to mail, but UI just realized I'm late with some emails. Oh well there's always tomorrow.....So thats it for my Monday, God save me if tomorrow is anything like today.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night and have a Pleasant Tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. A new 2004 leg shaving award goes out to Cat, because her legs don't feel like one, for a little while at least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY BONE&lt;br /&gt;SHAKE YOUR TUBA&lt;br /&gt;SHAKE YOUR TUBA&lt;br /&gt;Do do dod oddood ddodoa sdodododod doadod &lt;br /&gt;And THAT"S  how it goes........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108182422903952853?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108182422903952853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108182422903952853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108182422903952853' title='A case of the Mondays'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108173832359322933</id><published>2004-04-11T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T21:56:13.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY EASTER!!</title><content type='html'>So lets take a look at my weekend, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already talked about Friday so we'll start with yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept till noon, still trying to fet rid of the side effect of Zyrtec, and the allergies are not much better. I went shopping with my mom and got a couple new outfits, one of which I might wear tomorrow if the mood strikes me. So after supershopping, we met the Lergs at some sports bar to watch the College Championships. I was really excited to see Little Jeff's sisters cause they are fun, and Little Jeff's friend cause he is cute. But unfourtuneately, Ugly Horse-Faced girls were there and so was their mom who is a snooty witch...In case I haven't mentioned, they are also a house family... So the night was kind of a bust because Maine lost and all you could see on the screen was a shadow of Young Horse-Face Girl all over Robo, (the GUY WHO STAYS WITH HER!!) because she was right in front of the screen. She kept yakking and he was really trying to watch the game, but whatever....plus there are rumors about relationships, eww gross I don't even want to know... so then my mom and I went grocery shopping for Easter and I found out that my mom wasn't getting us easter baskets so she bought candy right there...it was fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, Easter!!. All the Lergs came over and my mom cooked enough to feed an army in her typical italian way, So we ate and sat around and talked and watched Kindergarten Cop for half the day... Jeff's friend Joey is adorable and super nice too bas he won't be here May 1st... What is it about guys from catholic schools?? (and he's from Michigan..coincidence??) anyways so they left to take Mr. Lerg to the Airport and my family went to my sister's house for my nephew Ajs 12th birthday..Kids growup so fast..... so that was fun, he got a motorized scooter. we ate cake and came home with souvenirs from my other sister's wedding in Hawaii. So that was my weekend now I'm attempting to start homework and dreading going to school tomorrow....Why do I hate Mondays so badly??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108173832359322933?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108173832359322933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108173832359322933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108173832359322933' title='HAPPY EASTER!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108162706425084133</id><published>2004-04-10T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T15:03:41.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl's Night Out</title><content type='html'>Last night was a typical girls night out including movie, ice cream, and a trip to the mall....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started with Chipotle for dinner which was crowded and reminded us of Nothin but Noodles, but at least the food was good and there were places to sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, because Pirnie is Queen of the Wimps, we went to TCBY for ice cream and Ms. Boring got vanilla....LIVE A LITTLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the mall because yesterday was Little Jeff's birthday and I needed a present...Thank God for Gift Certificates. So after aimless wandering, we looked at the crabs and found out that Sue is depressed. Well, I think its a marketing ploy and if they really thought your crab was in such danger, they wouldn't let you buy only one...Anyways, Sue has been just fine for about five months now while Amy's crab only lasted a week, although that may be because of the VERY frequent baths its was given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the mall, we went to the movie, Ella Enchanted. It was like torture because I have a severe problem with watching movies after six o clock in the evening. I fall asleep, bad, especially if its some really boring or PREDICTABLE movie thats just like every romance fairy tale you've ever seen before in your life. Its even worse when you're on allergy meds that make you drowsy. Only exciting or scary movies after six from now on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided to skip Julia's B-day because of my doped up state and the fact that I still had to have family b-day time for Little Jeff. So I went home, ate cake and promptly fell asleep at about midnight thirty and didn't see daylight till noon, a definate first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is already mostly gone and the Lergie celebrating continues tonight with dinner and a hockey game...College Championships....oh well, more later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Is it sad that the most exciting thing we've done in high school is see gnomes and a guy from Michigan?? I think so.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108162706425084133?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108162706425084133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108162706425084133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108162706425084133' title='Girl&apos;s Night Out'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108154672144612646</id><published>2004-04-09T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T16:43:06.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Sue....</title><content type='html'>So today was pretty fun..&lt;br /&gt;ToK- we had the head of education for NE or something like that come to our class to see what IB is like...Had our best discussion of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw that Sue the boy hermit crab was at school today...how exciting...he came to math clss with me and spent the rest of the day with various members of the quartet....more to come later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was pretty much school...I had a meeting with Neth during lunch, I got to play with the Choir during history, and so on and so on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after school I went to the library to work on some stuff for my recycling project well I rushed to the band hall before it was locked in order to get my oboe and what do I see? Poor Sue in the middle of a deserted hallway...scared out of his little shell. So I promptly called Sue's gaurdian and yelled at her before my phone died and that, sad to say was the most exciting part of my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight should be fun...lots of options which makes choosing hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lergs are in town for little Jeff's B-day so cake and presents are a must... (Bonus: Lergs surprise Jeff with a friend from Michigan...Extrea Bonus: He is super hot!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia's birthday was Wednesday and the party is tonight....Kinda want to go, but Im scared of the possibility of IB Strip Poker....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIPOTLE OPENS TONIGHT!!! Opening night is a must even if the originals aren't there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So more to come tomorrow after a rocking night (Hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108154672144612646?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108154672144612646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108154672144612646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108154672144612646' title='Poor Sue....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108138163294882986</id><published>2004-04-07T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T18:50:59.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>    For some reason I have this sense of impending doom. Maybe its because I have a lot of stuff to do and I keep saying..."I'm not going to do anything until I finish this and I'm gonna study for this test tonight and blah blah blah" but then something non working related comes up and I blow it off really easily. Take tonight. I have a ton of make up work to do but what am I doing? Blogging, just because I can. Or maybe the doom is caused by something totally unrelated and then I'm really screwed.&lt;br /&gt;   The rest of today was pretty cool. I got to sleep in about an hour and then got ready to go to Lincoln. They had an hour long discussion about "Careers in the Arts" and then we had lunch. They split us all up from our parents and sat us with Lincoln kids and other award winners. I was at the "Woodwind Table" and my mom got to sit with Dr. McMullen and my BESTEST friend's parents. Then us music kids went to Kimball to see some scenes from Guys and Dolls and some dancers who can't dance. THen we went to Westbrook and saw an hour long PowerPoint about the Music department at UNL. They were running behind (Could have gotten rid of a few slides), and we only got to see the last five minutes of the Wind Ensemble rehearsal...just enough time to see the Basoon guy that everyone hates and the oboe guy who looked hungover. From ther it was onto awards where everyone got an original print instead of a medal or something. It was called Berry Bush and looked nothing like a berry bush...Then it was picture time and time to come home....oh and its also Chinese food night WOOT!! The day ended with Dr. McMullen reminding me to email him if I ever had any questions. You'd think that after the fifth time he'd realize I don't have any questions.&lt;br /&gt;    Now my mom really wants me to go to Lincoln....Oh the hmanity of college searches....someone get her a muzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Time for homework...anything to get rid of the doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108138163294882986?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108138163294882986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108138163294882986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108138163294882986' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108130114428760118</id><published>2004-04-06T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T20:33:37.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today hasn't been that great but it hasn't been that bad either. Its one of those typical mediocre Tuesdays. I have lots of homework to do, but I won't be in school tomorrow so I don't have to worry about a lot of it, except the history thing I still have to write and e-mail to my teacher. &lt;br /&gt;I am really excited that I finally figured out how to do this blog stuff, but I changed a whole bunch a stuff on my template and can't get it to show up.&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing about boring days are that they make for boring blogs so I'll end this one right here. I'll be at the Nebraska Young Artist Award Ceremony tomorrow so maybe I'll have something cool to talk about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then.&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Bone is a crazy Republican who hates the environment and can't turn off her headlights... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108130114428760118?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108130114428760118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108130114428760118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108130114428760118' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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-6738277.post-108129826409348761</id><published>2004-04-06T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T19:41:29.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey I have a blog now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738277-108129826409348761?l=mnoboe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108129826409348761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738277/posts/default/108129826409348761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mnoboe.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108129826409348761' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01115556245604813792</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>
