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**blog 1. act 1: scene 1.** I have never been so humiliated in my life. My dad thinks that he can just auction me off and get some boy to "pick" me. Ha, well I can assure you that none of those boys will ever win my heart. Not with their rude, snide comments towards me. And the nerve of my dad! To just stand there and let them talk like that to me, leaving me there to defend myself. Of course I'm going to fight back and tell them what I think of them, but then of course I'm shrewd, terrible Katharina who is so strong-willed and crazy... while poor, sweet Bianca has my father wrapped around her little finger. She's the whole reason for this mess anyway. All day long she whines and complains about how she wants to get married but she can't until I do. And because I'm not, she must wait and it's obvious that she despises me for that. But she certainly doesn't need my affection or approval, she gets enough of that from our father. It is blatantly obvious that he favors her over me, and he does nothing to try to hide it. He constantly takes her side whenever conflict arises. What a spoiled-rotten brat she is. Well, if she thinks that I'm going to allow one of those idiotic boys to marry me just to make her happy she can think again. I'm tired of everyone's expecations and judgements towards me. I am who I am and nobody is going to change that.

I am so sick and tired of Bianca and the way she acts. Earlier today I decided I would teach her a lesson, so I tied her hands to a chair while I tortured her with questions about which boy she'd rather have. Ha, you should have heard her begging me to untie her. But she wasn't answering my questions, so I wasn't about to give in. She kept being such a sarcastic, smart-alec brat, and she has such a way of getting under my skin that I just slapped her. It was hard, and you could see the hurt in her eyes when I did it but I honestly am fed up with her. And then of course, who has to come and step in but good old dad: coming to Bianca's rescue yet again. He reamed me out about how Bianca does nothing for me to get upset about, and how she is such a peaceful, dear girl, and I'm just antagonizing her constantly. Yeah, right. And I'm tired of him siding with her, so I told him how I felt about it and left in a huff. Not that any of that will do any good. I'm sure the next time we fight I'll take the blame once again.
 * blog 2. act 2: scene 1.**

But anyway that's just the beginning, the day gets even worse from there. By that point I was already in a foul mood and not ready to deal with people anymore and who should appear but some forward, conceited, egotistical man that thought it was his place right off the bat call me Kate. First of all, I hadn't met him for more than 3 seconds of my life and he was already starting in with the nicknames, and second of all nobody calls me Kate, it's Katherine... and I told him that. But this moron didn't listen, he called me Kate, Kitty, pretty Kate, lovely Kate, Katie-dear, all these little pet names. And then... out of the clear blue sky... honestly, completely out of nowhere, asked me to marry him. Marry him! And he had the nerve to claim that he was moved or driven to do so. Ha, I came back with such smart remark you should have seen the shock on his face: I told him that whatever moved him to do so might as well move him right back where he came from. He didn't get the point that I wasn't a happy camper though, he just kept talking and talking and talking with all these little remarks. So I hit him... but he deserved it just like Bianca did, and I didn't care about the slight hurt in his eyes. Because he was being a jerk. When my father came around I yelled at him asking him why on earth he would marry me off to some crazy person and Petruchio just stood there saying that my father shouldn't listen to me, that I was fine and that we'd be getting married on Sunday. And when my father heard that you could see his little eyes start to twinkle, he was sooooo happy realizing that Bianca would finally be able to marry. But I'm in no rush to marry Petruchio... I hardly even know him, just that he's crazy enough to barge right in and propose to me. but i dont know, he does intrigue me, I've never been so curious about what a man thinks of me. I just wonder what will happen with all of this and whether I should listen to my heart or my head.

What a strange strange day I've had.

I knew it. I knew it was all some stupid show or game and I knew that the second that I let my heart start to let it's guard down something would happen. I just found out that everything was planned, Petruchio asking me to marry him... my father had arranged the marriage. Not that I care, I can handle Petruchio but I'm not going to make things easy for him. After everything that happened I could have at least had a nice wedding. Just a nice, civilized wedding. One where the groom actually shows up on time, dressed nicely, and acts respectable. But nope, of course nothing can just happen without a huge ordeal. Petruchio was late for our wedding. And I felt like it was just some huge joke to him or else he would have been there. But everyone assured me that he was going to be true to his word, he was just running late. But it was too much for me, I was already in tears. I decided to wait it out though, and give him the benefit of the doubt- maybe he was just late. Too bad he showed up and ruined everything. He showed up in (and none of this is an exaggeration): pants that were inside out, shoes that didn't match, a filthy shirt, and he looked like he hadn't bathed in three days. I was absolutely apalled. I mean there I was not interested in marrying him at all, he was the one that wanted it in the first place, and he shows up acting like it doesn't even matter. It was so bad that even my dad stuck up for me and told him to take that crap off. He just acted ridiculous though and didn't listen to anyone. Even during the ceremony he didn't let off, he kept hooting and hollering. He hit the priest, swore at him, and at the end he kissed me so so obnoxiously that I felt my face get extremely hot. The whole church must have had there mouths gaping open, it was ridiculous. Then finally the entire mess of a day was over and we were leaving. But not after he had been rude, and then so charming to try to get out of everything. I just with something could go normally for once in my life.
 * blog 3. act 3: scene 2.**

 what a mess. On the way to our new home today there was trouble with the horses and we somehow ended up in the mud, but Petruchio didn't jump to help me at all, he just yelled at his servant and was being so hard on him that I felt the urge to go to the poor boy's rescue. I don't understand this change in Petruchio. When I first met him he was so calm and now he just yells constantly. He has the shortest temper. When we got home he continued to scream at everyone in sight, demanding his dinner and calling his servants lazy. Any small mistake they made he would flip out. He hit two of the servants and I kept begging him to stop while he just told me to cheer up, be happy. He complained that dinner was burned, he yelled when someone spilled water, I've never seen a master so terribly cruel. He sent the food back and said that we would simply go without dinner. He took me to the room and I sat there for fifteen minutes while he reprimanded me about self control and I don't even know what else... He talked to me like I was a child. Once he was gone I thought to myself about what could be the reason for his actions. The only half reasonable thing I can think of is that he's trying to teach me a lesson. He could be trying to show me how rude and terrible I was to him in the beginning. But I feel like I've been being kinder and gentler already. I don't need him to tell me how to act or try to starve me into acting nice. I just don't understand.
 * blog 4. act 4: scene 1.**

**blog 5. act 5: scene 1&2.** i just try to please him... really that's my only goal. He tried to pick a fight once about whether the sun was the moon or the moon was the moon or the moon was the sun. I was so confused that I just agreed with everything he says, which certainly isn't like me at all.. but I really do just want to make him happy. That's why today when he asked me to kiss him, right there in front of everyone on the street, I did. I was stubborn for a moment and said I was ashamed to but then... I did. And he called me his sweet Kate, and I knew he was happy. Later at my fathers house, Petruchio wanted me to talk to the women about what it means to be a good wife and a good woman... I thought this was slightly funny considering everyone makes me out to be such a shrewd woman. Maybe I was once, and maybe they considered me untamed... but love does funny things. And so I told the women, how men can protect us, love us, shelter us, and how they aren't as bad as they seem. And I glanced at Petruchio and saw him gazing lovingly at me... that same gentle, loving glance that changed me into the woman I am today. And I must admit it was a great change... 