my last entry was a sad one. i didnt like it. so rather that leave my many adoring fans, wait a minute, you're all at xanga, oh well, im doing this for my soul.  tonite i went to jenna's and aaron and chris stopped by for a little visit. we watched napoleon dynamite, god ive seen that movie too many times.  junior guys are nice. i mean like friendly. really they are. heh, junior girls sure arent though. nah, only one i guess, right? sheesh, i was talking to.... aaron? i dunno, but this meanie was in the backround saying, loudly, 'caity o'neil? oooh, the girl that tried to steal my boyfriend?" ahh lady! i dont want your fricken boyfriend, i have the super hott cody, i dont want your senior. she really is talking down upon herself by bringing it up though. i mean really. she doesnt have to worry about me. no, im not fishing for compliments, but since im not using names, no one can disagree: but this girl, lets call her, catinka. i dont want to sound stuck up... but no one can hate me. i mean, people try, all the time. but once you get to know me, well... im a lover, and its easy to love me. anyway, catinka is absolutely gorgeous, and im not even kidding. so if catinka is an effing junior, one of the prettiest, why is she worried about me? iiiiiihhhdiot. no actually, before she broke my heart, not really, but before i discovered she wasnt nice, i thought she was like one of the nicest people. she just LOOKS nice. she exudes (that word does and will always come in handy in honors english papers when describing characters... yeah) kindness. she looks so friendly. but once her wildfire comes out, everytime i look at her she looks like she just gave birth to a porky pine (think about it) she always has a scowl on her face. geez catinka. stop frowning, and be nice to me. your so beautiful. turn that frown upside down. love me love me, say that you love me...  and we are done. peace out