<?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-2177535288028134760</id><updated>2011-11-20T20:07:51.942-08:00</updated><category term='english class high school teach homeschool Karine Polwart musical hungry Last.fm'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='saw IV'/><category term='give till it hurts'/><category term='amnesia poem poetry heinous feeling'/><category term='4H presentation homeschool diploma program speech graduation high school'/><category term='death'/><category term='store'/><category term='saw'/><category term='blood'/><category term='blood drive'/><category term='blujay'/><category term='camping flashlight marshmallow autumn fall carbon leaf cassandra sleep'/><category term='creepy'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>cassandra lynne</title><subtitle type='html'>a former homeschooler with dreams too big for her own good</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cassandra Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806164700002376182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/395/coolpicofmekr5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177535288028134760.post-5345462277303900992</id><published>2007-10-20T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T17:34:42.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tattered</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You walk the path like Charlie Brown,&lt;br /&gt;You're full of hope, but with your head down.&lt;br /&gt;And you only have one eye to see;&lt;br /&gt;The other's closed, and too scared to peek.&lt;br /&gt;The silence of the heart can leave you shattered&lt;br /&gt;And now you're torn, torn to tattered."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, I feel nothing like that. The world seems inviting, like it is giving me a second chance. When i look outside and see the autumn, feeling the breeze...it gives me hope...and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/14565342@N06/show/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click here for pictures" src="http://img267.imageshack.us/img267/2213/dscf0287editedwn1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;^ The Loveliness of Autumn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;cassandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177535288028134760-5345462277303900992?l=cassandralynne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/feeds/5345462277303900992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2177535288028134760&amp;postID=5345462277303900992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/5345462277303900992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/5345462277303900992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/2007/10/tattered.html' title='tattered'/><author><name>Cassandra Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806164700002376182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/395/coolpicofmekr5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177535288028134760.post-5019041616472949098</id><published>2007-10-04T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T07:26:22.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it goes again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes, I know that you've probably already seen this.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know that everyone (&lt;em&gt;and their brother&lt;/em&gt;) has already posted this.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;yes&lt;/em&gt;, I know that this fad passed away months and months ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in celebration of this song finally being present on my iPod (and my iPod actually working, for that matter), I now present Ok Go on treadmills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv5zWaTEVkI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv5zWaTEVkI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cassandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177535288028134760-5019041616472949098?l=cassandralynne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/feeds/5019041616472949098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2177535288028134760&amp;postID=5019041616472949098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/5019041616472949098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/5019041616472949098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/2007/10/here-it-goes-again.html' title='Here it goes again.'/><author><name>Cassandra Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806164700002376182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/395/coolpicofmekr5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177535288028134760.post-5910514424988013945</id><published>2007-09-28T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T11:57:35.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Tonight, tonight, tonight, Ooooohhhhh..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sadly, I'm not going to "make it right, tonight" because I am not going to the opening night of a certain movie. No, I am not talking about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0427396/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Brazilian Job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--everyone knows that's already a given as #1 on my "waiting list", and although they have postponed the release about five times, finally landing it in '09 instead of '07 *grrr*, I still long for it's coming every day. ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the meantime, I want to see The Darjeeling Limited. Why, you ask? well, this should clear up any confusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aO1bYukdvLI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aO1bYukdvLI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why should you go see this? Well,&lt;br /&gt;  -it has Adrien Brody (winner all on it's own ;)&lt;br /&gt;  -got some great lines&lt;br /&gt;  -it looks like Owen Wilson just might redeem himself from the damage he did in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wedding_Crashers"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Wedding Crashers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -great mix of music--easy listening, 70's, Indian lyre or whatever&lt;br /&gt;  -it looks just cheesy enough to be absolutely hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can you go wrong? For me, I guess spending the night playing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dungeon_Siege_II" target="_new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dungeon Siege II &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;will have to do, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you too, but I'm gonna mace you in the face",&lt;br /&gt;-cassandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177535288028134760-5910514424988013945?l=cassandralynne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/feeds/5910514424988013945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2177535288028134760&amp;postID=5910514424988013945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/5910514424988013945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/5910514424988013945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/2007/09/tonight-tonight-tonight-ooooohhhhh.html' title='&quot;Tonight, tonight, tonight, Ooooohhhhh...&quot;'/><author><name>Cassandra Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806164700002376182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/395/coolpicofmekr5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177535288028134760.post-5554131723407392207</id><published>2007-09-27T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:40:22.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='give till it hurts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saw IV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blujay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood drive'/><title type='text'>Store &amp; SAW IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_m7sYU0XuLg8/RvxzLvtB50I/AAAAAAAAAA8/w_4l9JLW2us/s1600-h/blooddrive.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115089922407130946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_m7sYU0XuLg8/RvxzLvtB50I/AAAAAAAAAA8/w_4l9JLW2us/s320/blooddrive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm continuing work for the Grand Opening of my Blujay store. Hopefully soon, I will be able to tempt the public with my goods. ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In other news: Life in the name of SAW IV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://geeksofdoom.com/2007/08/08/saw-iv-give-til-it-hurts-blood-drive/"&gt;http://geeksofdoom.com/2007/08/08/saw-iv-give-til-it-hurts-blood-drive/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maybe it's just me, but isn't it a &lt;em&gt;little weird&lt;/em&gt; that there should be a blood drive--something that saves lives--sponsored by a movie utterly dedicated to gruesome, horrible, bloody death? Apparrently they've done this every year a SAW movie came out, each year raising more blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;shiver&lt;/em&gt;* That is just too creepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I may be in the minority here, but...to me, this is a &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; too much to swallow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sweet dreams to all (minus any severing instruments),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-cassandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177535288028134760-5554131723407392207?l=cassandralynne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/feeds/5554131723407392207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2177535288028134760&amp;postID=5554131723407392207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/5554131723407392207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/5554131723407392207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/2007/09/store-saw-iv.html' title='Store &amp; SAW IV'/><author><name>Cassandra Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806164700002376182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/395/coolpicofmekr5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_m7sYU0XuLg8/RvxzLvtB50I/AAAAAAAAAA8/w_4l9JLW2us/s72-c/blooddrive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177535288028134760.post-8613966499903825976</id><published>2007-09-12T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T20:58:35.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english class high school teach homeschool Karine Polwart musical hungry Last.fm'/><title type='text'>disjointed thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't mind this blather. Next time will be more legible, I promise. : P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I'm teaching an english class for some homeschooled highschoolers (mostly freshman) in the area. Today was the first meeting, and, everyone seems to think it went well. Yet, somehow I think that the spaces of dead air where I was scrambling to figure out what to do took away from the overall intended effect. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent over an hour planning out and working on new merch for the Blujay. Really hope that works out as planned/dreamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musical practices are getting closer and closer together as the performance dates draw ever nearer. Oh, right. I never actually mentioned I was in a musical.&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's the place for updates, whenever Kramer decides to put them up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeinthecitymusical.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://lifeinthecitymusical.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm listening to Last.fm, and Karine Polwart just popped up--so far, her first impression on me is good. Time will tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I have officially stayed up too late, because I'm getting hunger pangs. Off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cassandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177535288028134760-8613966499903825976?l=cassandralynne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/feeds/8613966499903825976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2177535288028134760&amp;postID=8613966499903825976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/8613966499903825976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/8613966499903825976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/2007/09/disjointed-thoughts.html' title='disjointed thoughts.'/><author><name>Cassandra Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806164700002376182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/395/coolpicofmekr5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177535288028134760.post-38850040719520234</id><published>2007-09-08T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:27:25.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping flashlight marshmallow autumn fall carbon leaf cassandra sleep'/><title type='text'>4F - Fun, Friends, Food, Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's camping season. &lt;/strong&gt;The sky is clear, the air is getting more crisp, and our car smells like the black stuff you get when your marshmallow catches on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, long after the excitement has faded and every person has left. Sitting outside, I gaze out at the woods around my house hoping, wishing for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;em&gt;why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be the way my shoulders ache from carrying heavy boxes down the long, bumpy trail? Or perhaps the bathroom devoid of hot water, soap, and a working hand dryer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the scant five hours of sleep I got, the majority of which took place on the ground, minus a tent. Or it could've been wandering in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;circles around&lt;/span&gt; the campsite by flashlight at 2 am, while trying to calm down a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spazzing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really couldn't tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's something. It's in the air as autumn approaches. It muddles my mind one moment, then solved enigmas the next. And while I dwell on the thought, my internal jukebox plays the same line of the same song over and over again--and I know it speaks the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"...So in love / with the notion / of being in love..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well...camping season isn't over &lt;em&gt;yet&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-cassandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177535288028134760-38850040719520234?l=cassandralynne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/feeds/38850040719520234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2177535288028134760&amp;postID=38850040719520234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/38850040719520234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/38850040719520234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/2007/09/4f-fun-friends-food-fire.html' title='4F - Fun, Friends, Food, Fire'/><author><name>Cassandra Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806164700002376182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/395/coolpicofmekr5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177535288028134760.post-2161894954547993996</id><published>2007-09-04T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:28:31.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amnesia poem poetry heinous feeling'/><title type='text'>instant amnesia</title><content type='html'>I hate how when I sit down to post, i get instant amnesia about what is happening in my life. Right now, all i know is that my feeling of being pulled in 100 directions is slowly subsiding. I have the sense that I am figuring things out, slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, I leave you with a poem that I hope will inspire you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cassandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day is here, the night shall surely come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet it shall surely be no different fare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My life means nothing--who shall even care &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if I to heinous passions do succumb?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day is here, the night will surely come&lt;br /&gt;when tucked in bed, my dreams of Heav'n shall shine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with thoughts of how, once life is through, I'll find&lt;br /&gt;the peaceful light of our eternal Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--CLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177535288028134760-2161894954547993996?l=cassandralynne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/feeds/2161894954547993996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2177535288028134760&amp;postID=2161894954547993996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/2161894954547993996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/2161894954547993996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-hate-how-when-i-sit-down-to-post-i.html' title='instant amnesia'/><author><name>Cassandra Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806164700002376182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/395/coolpicofmekr5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177535288028134760.post-7944807229411230170</id><published>2007-04-26T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:29:21.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4H presentation homeschool diploma program speech graduation high school'/><title type='text'>finally...</title><content type='html'>...4H presentation night is over. All my preparation (as well as anxiety, insanity, etc.) was, put to a good use, i do believe. now that it is over and i can check the ten minute speech off my graduation requirements, i am returning to the other credits and half credits i need to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- English (2500 word paper and 25 books)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Geography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Safety Ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the "crumbs" of high school. the things i just didn't get to in the past three and a half years. little things, but important. (Yet, can you imagine being held back because you didn't complete a semester of art? Not gonna happen to me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to learn what a savannah is, finish Robinson Crusoe, and experiment with oil pastels,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cassandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177535288028134760-7944807229411230170?l=cassandralynne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/feeds/7944807229411230170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2177535288028134760&amp;postID=7944807229411230170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/7944807229411230170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/7944807229411230170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/2007/04/finally.html' title='finally...'/><author><name>Cassandra Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806164700002376182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/395/coolpicofmekr5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2177535288028134760.post-6806032316140030210</id><published>2007-04-21T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T17:04:55.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crème brûlée</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just finished creating eight lovely ramekins of Crème brûlée, and now they are residing in the refrigerator chilling for tomorrow's dinner. truth be told, i made them minus the "brulee" part, and i'll torch them right before eating. we're actually having dinner at a friends house between services, so should be fun to bring out the propane torch and "wow" them. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;also preparing my presentation for 4H presentation night tuesday. *sigh* hope &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;works out how i want it to. wish me luck if i don't post before then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;btw, if you don't know what Crème brûlée is, check this out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cr%C3%A8me_br%C3%BBl%C3%A9e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cr%C3%A8me_br%C3%BBl%C3%A9e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-cassandra-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2177535288028134760-6806032316140030210?l=cassandralynne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/feeds/6806032316140030210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2177535288028134760&amp;postID=6806032316140030210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/6806032316140030210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2177535288028134760/posts/default/6806032316140030210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassandralynne.blogspot.com/2007/04/crme-brle.html' title='Crème brûlée'/><author><name>Cassandra Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806164700002376182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://img209.imageshack.us/img209/395/coolpicofmekr5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
