white lightning and wine

Natalie and I talk about boys like it is our job.

I hate Texas Roadhouse so much. Before I walked in I told my mom I wanted to leave, but NOOOO she has a coupon and needs her free peanuts to throw on the floor.

My sister wears more make-up than I do and she is SO moody. Time to never come home again after she is done with her awkward tween years...

If I don't get to France in the next two years I will explode...of sexual frustration...

I love babies.

Stuff

I am such a poor blogger.

Update:
*Cutie boyz
*Changed my major to TV Writin'
*Halloween happened and I saw Conor Oberst, got called Miz Gorgeous, and saw a man's bare ass.
*Partied
*Learned that at the right moment in time, Celine Dion is the best party soundtrack of all time.
*I am a "big ball of akward" and "8'o clock of THAT"

Now I am gonna TRY (and probably not do it and just go eat some chicken nuggets and watch Simpsons) and do homework before Natalie comes up to Chicago for more cutie boy adventures tomorrow.

Luv yew,
Caitlin

newsflash.

Jenny Lewis called me cute last Friday.

crushing

I just want to go to Conor Prairie. SO BAD.

And I have been listening to folkie music all day.

And today, my speech teacher told me I deliver speeches like a stand-up comic. He told me to be more professional for the class. F that noise. I should drop out and be a comic like my mom tells me to do. lololol

uhm.

I just put "Had a water bed" as a bullet point in the story of my life on the speech I am writing.

roast beef sandwich

I love Lauren and Sonny. And El Pollo Loco, even though they laugh at the amount of taco things I get.

I'm still zitty, but I bought rings today.

The Verdict

Soooo my classes all seem to be either totally awesome or okay. Which is good.

Beat Generation class: SO AWESOME. The teacher may be my favorite teacher ever and it is real cool learning about all these crazy drunken rich hobo authors.

Economics: SUCKS. but the teacher seems to know we hate it. So he is doing his best not to make it suck too bad. He does call us "gang" which I die a little bit inside everytime he does it. He reminds me of that Tim and Eric skit where they try to teach you how to break into Hollywood.

Movie-writin': AWESOME. The teacher is loud and cursey so naturally, I like her. And I am learning stuff and being creative and I love it.

Speech: Sounded like it sucks at first, but the teacher is crazy in a good way. I have it with Richard and it seems like it will be fun. I have to write the story of my life for it. Cue me talking about how I like animals dressed up as people, Jonas Brothers, and how one time an ostrich bit me for 10 minutes.

Marketing: THE TEACHER IS AWESOME. He was a bunch of punk bands, including one with Johnny Rotten. And he has all these crazy stories. But he also owns a record company, studio, and publishing company so he knows his stuff. And has an english accent


In other news. I live in the weirdest apartment ever. This rain needs to go away. I randomly fell asleep today, which was so weird. I keep having the weirdest days! I am almost convinced there are some kind of sprits in the apartment or following me. Hah.