Me and Ben

This is a story.
Please don't think that it's inapropriate or weird because, well, it really isn't.

Once upon a time, there was a girl who was starting Junior High after not going to school for five and a half years. She was tall, skinny, had her hair in her face all the time, wore skinny jeans and t-shirts, Converse sneakers, and had no friends because, well, she was new.

On her first day of school, she didn't really talk to anybody in her homeroom. They all had friends. The first part of the day was really boring. She didn't know anybody and she felt weird.

After lunch that one day, she met a girl named Emma. Emma was a goth girl who was actually very sweet. They were instantly best friends and had tech ed. class together. They swapped numbers, became Facebook friends, and started hanging out in between classes and in homeroom.

One day there was a cookout for school. She was bored and decided to go find Emma and they met up. There, Emma introduced her to her boyfriend, Ben.

Ben was weird, she could already tell. He ruffled her hair, proclaimed it soft, informed her she was his kitty, and they hugged before he even knew her name. After only a couple days, they became best, best friends.

The thing about being best friends with somebody is that people know you're best friends. Ben was tall, skinny, had hair in his face, wore skinny jeans and t-shirts, and Converse sneakers. Seeing a trend here? Everybody saw them together. A lot of people liked to ask the same questions over and over again.

"Wait, are you guys brother and sister? Because you seriously look related. You could be twins! Or cousins or something. Are you serious?"
"Um, no, we just met a few weeks ago."

After about a month, Emma and Ben broke up. It was hard on all three of them, but Emma and Ben wanted the girl to choose sides: be Emma's friend or Ben's friend. They wouldn't speak to each other and were being very disagreeable. She finally just told them that if they kept it up, she would just hang out with other friends.

Luckily, after about three weeks, Emma and Ben made up. They started speaking and sitting at lunch and in class, and they even apologized. And after everything was fixed, the girl got closer to both Emma and Ben, which raised another question:

"Aw, you guys are such a cute couple! Are you two dating? You are SO perfect for each other! I mean, adorable!"
"No. We're just friends."

But nobody seemed to hear that. Rumors started, crazy ones, about the two, and they were getting really mad. They both put up Facebook posts informing everyone that they weren't dating. They didn't want all this weird attention when they were just friends.

Even though the rumors didn't stop, they didn't really care. They just continued to act the way they did, just like normal friends, and told people to mind their own business and no, they weren't dating. Even through these rumors they survived.

Well, duh, the girl in the story is me. We live happily ever after. Ben really is like a brother to me. He's seen me cry (many times, heh heh), he's made me laugh, and even though people are spreading obnoxious rumors about us (some of which are just mean), we continue to hug in the hallways and shove each other off the bench at lunch and I'll continue to steal his food at lunch and he'll continue to copy my homework answers. It's just some little annoying things we do, because Ben is my best friend. We're not dating, it is actually possible to be friends with a boy and not be in love with them.

And of course, Ben could never replace my Christian friends, like Krista, Liam, and Ozzy, because they ARE family to me...in Jesus. But I really wanted to post this so that you guys could see that I've had stupid rumors thrown at me about my friendship. We ARE awkwardly close for two opposite sex friends. I know that. But it's okay with us. We're stupid teenagers.

And until I stop stealing his tater tots at lunch, we always will be :)

^_^

Okay, so maybe we're a little weird.
We're the scary emo kids.
We wear brightly colored skinny jeans and have our hair in our face.
We pierce our own ears.
We pretend we don't care when REALLY, we do.
We do our homework in homeroom.
We wear so much eyeliner, you can barely see our eyes.
We listen to heavy metal.
We love coming home to noone being there.
We hate people pretending to care.
We have secrets.
We scare the new kids.
We creep out the popular kids.
We love each other more than you think.
We like ACDC before they were cool again.
We make the teachers nervous.
We do English papers on the history of Manic Panic.
But if you look past our surface,
We're just some kids with brightly colored hair and pants, lots of makeup, a scary past, and an unpredicted future.
Lovin, because everybody needs a friend, even the scary Emo kids. ^_^
-unknown

--Yes, this sums up my life right now. Except I didn't pierce my own ears. I found this and love this. Thanks for being here ;)

Merry Jinglemas!

Hey guys! So I haven't posted in a while (you know how busy hollidays are) but my life has actually been on a pretty straight track (weird, huh?). Progress reports come out Thursday and like you may know I am hoping to get on honor roll this entire year! It's uh not toooooooo realistic but I'm a cool kid so yeah.

Anyways, I can't believe how close Christmas is! ITS LIKE A UNICORN WEARING A GIR COSTUME EATING PIZZA WHILE GIVING ME A RIDE ON ITS RAINBOW BACK! yeppers.

So yeah I had my performance of Clowns, and it was really awesome! I love the kids there, really do. The cast party was purdy intense too. And I do School House Rock in the spring! YEA BUDDY!

Well, I am waiting for the bus. That's interesting. You know who's on my bus? My friends Taryn, Destinee, and Rocky (yeah my dogs name is Rocky too I caught on to that) are on that bus. Also, Steven, who I don't really know if he's my friend or not...he's...Steve. He's annoying but not too bad.

There's also (wait for it): Zack and Cody. Yeah. Like on the TV show. And they are not my most favorite people ever. But that's okay! And I gotta go so if I don't post later, have a Merry Christmas!

That is really horrible!

Okay, so a couple of kids in the seventh grade (like ME!) are doing this really horrible thing based on grades and stuff to see (i am LEGIT here) who is the stupidest boy and girl in the grade. Kyle and Emma placed first. Emma hasn't found out. Ben told me about it yesterday in advisory and I just can't believe they would do something like that!

I mean, they're obviously not trying that hard, but they don't need other seventh graders to rub it in. Come ON guys, I mean, there was no call for that.

And on top of it, KYLE found out. He comes up to me at my locker and goes "Do you think I'm stupid? Everyone else does!"
"Kyle, you seriously care what they think?" I mean, when did THAT happen? The kid sings nursery rhymes in the hallways sometimes.
"I'm just kidding," He says as he STEALS MY LUNCHBOX.

After I tackled him in front of my English teacher (heh heh) I talked to him for a minute and he doesn't seem to care. (Shocker, right?) But...uh, Jessica and whoever else knows him, maybe don't bring it up? Because I don't want a mad Kyle running around. That may not be pleasant, so keep this kinda like blog-only...I don't even know if eighth graders are doing it, but I don't want them starting!

Comment on this if you think it's as horrible as I do.

Been so long, bro.

"I like turtles because they're so chill. They don't hurt anyone. They're just like, 'Hey man, I want to swim, and maybe eat some lettuce. But I'm gonna take my time getting there, I'm not in a rush. Because I'm a turtle.' "-my friend Joey

So I know I haven't really blogged in two weeks but I been busy. So calm yourself down and take some deep breathes, because as exciting as my posting is, there is no need to scream and clap and be so flippin merry about it. heehee.

I miss you guys! I HAVEN'T BLOGGED IT FRREVS. (for those of you who dont speak Cassidy-language, that's forever.) School's been going great.

Oh, that paragraph up there. So I was checking my Facebook and I saw this. My friend Joey posted it, and I'm like (omigawsh, Joey :D) I must post this on my blog ASAP. And I did because I thought you guys might like it. So thank Joey.

Another funny school-related story. As Corrina my sister may know, everything happens in Social Studies class. That's the class where I have several of my best friends (Sam, Kyle, Tay T., Griffin, Maya, Anita) all together. So it's kind of awesome. And so the other day, I'm working in a group with my friends Alli and Alisa and our teacher is explaining what we're doing in class.

Kyle raises his hand.
Mr. B: (sighs) What is it now?
Kyle: I have a question. When a pony makes that sound, and he goes WHEEEEEE, WHEEEE, what's that sound called?
Mr. B: What does that have to do with Imperialism or Midevil Times?
Kyle: I really have to know!
Mr. B: See me after school today. We'll talk.

I found this hilarious. His pony sounds were pretty accurate, too. Ah, Kyle. We were walking down the stairs (sorry, another story, bear with me) today, it was me, Kyle, and our friends Ella and Sam.

Ella: Notice how Kyle runs down the stairs?
Sam: Well, yeah, everyone does so they don't get trampled.
Ella: No, I mean he like runs. We're all the way up here and he's already at the bottom.
Me: Maybe he wants to be the first on his bus?
Ella: But he stays around and talks to Joey, Taylor, and Bri for like an eternity.
Me: Maybe he hates us and he's running away. (Yelling) HATE YOU TOO, CHEESY!
Kyle: (Yelling) What?

That one's less funny but I felt the need to post it. But that's all I got. Buhbye :)

Happy birthday to meeee

Hai friends...

IMA BACK!!!

Okay so yeah back from visiting my Grammy and Aunt Terry. Casey fell down the stairs. It was a fun time. And also my dad's watching some """"show"""" on INSP and this guy is singing some song I think he's making up as he's going along.

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Anyways.

Incase anybody remembered or something CRAZY like that, heh heh, tomorrow's kinda a little bit special because it's like you know something like

MY BIRTHDAY.

This guy on the TV is very distracting. I mean, this is probably the worst song ever and all, but.......oh my gosh now he's watching PBS kids. Peep In The Big Wide World. On the Mute Channel. So he's making up the words. And let me tell you they're probably not the right words.

And now...we're watching the Spanish Channel.

So anyways yea tomorrow's my birthday and woah what is that?

Dingalings :)

Anywho, I don't think anybody knew what I was talking about just there, yeah I'm getting Osiris sneakers tomorrow and a """"""''"onion""""""""" from Corrina. Heh. Casey.

So school is awesome, by the way. I get to see Jessica almost every day! And I made lots of new friends too!

Ben, Emma, Kyle, Anita, Taylor A., Taylor C., Myia, Sam, Hope, Ellaina, Brianna, Tristan, Molly, Jillian, Chloe, Nikki, Leah, Gabby, Sarah, Taryn, Abby, Amanda, Petra, etc.

Then there are the people I don't like but I won't name names (coughcoughStephenCodyZachcoughcough) and then again it's not like I know everybody because some people I have never met. And then there are those people that you don't really know...

There are also the total weirdos, like this kid John who's in a lot of my classes. He almost never talks and he's rather strange. And I think he's got a mental issue or something but I DONT KNOW HE'S JUST LIKE REALLY WEIRD.

And then there's Kevin, who hid under a table, screaming, when we had a lockdown drill and is quite odd, to be honest.

No detentions yet, people! (Although I have stayed after for help sessions) I'm a good gurrrl. And report cards come out on Wednesday so EEP okay that's actually not that awesome yeah.

That's be all! Bye!

These are a few of my favorite things :)

<3 everyone and don't look back

Bwahahaha

·   Danny's facebook status: "So I drove for the first time, with jp, to blackstone and back. I'm surprised I'm still alive."
Me: "I'm surprised too haha"
Corrina: "who drove????"
Danny: "jp haha"
Some kid named Jacob" jp has his license?"
Danny: "nope."

I miss my homeschool buddies. :)

Blarg

Oh wow I haven't blogged in forever nervous laugh ahahahaha lets get MOVIN!

Hello friends! Remember me? Claude?

Oh, wait, no, right. Lemme start over.

Hello friends! Remember me? Cassidy? Yep. Ima back!

Who missed me? Nobody? SERIOUSLY? Well, you all smell like smell. Moving on. (jk u people rock) School's going good and luckily Kyle was able to find the Wind Ensemble room that day, but it turns out that he's actually in hand chimes O_O go Kyle!

Poor kid.

Haha, yep, life is being awesome again. It does that sometimes...My brothers are watching this sTrAnGe documentary that was made in, like, 1800 with some old man in a moustache (which are always cool, moustaches) talking about old...stuff.

And on the other hand, I've gotta go. Leave comments if you are not lazy and enjoyed this post. If you are lazy or did not enjoy this post, just leave. Nobody likes you. (jk ur mom probly <3s u to death :D)

CASSIDY TO WORLD

Cassidy's funny moment of the day:

Vice Principal: Where are you supposed to be?
Kyle: Wind Ensemble.
Vice Principal: What? That's on the first floor in the music room!
Kyle: WHAT? Are you serious?!!
Vice Principal: Why the heck are you looking around the cafeteria?
Kyle: I dunno! Maybe they met HERE!
Vice Principal: Wind Ensemble? (Kyle nods) In the cafeteria? (Kyle nods again) Kyle, my boy..........do you need to go see the guidance counselor?
Kyle: No time, I have to get to Wind Ensemble!

(Ah, my school rocks. I love Kyle :D)

So yes well uh huh okay...

So today I attended PUBLIC SCHOOL!

Yes! I had my first day of Junior High at (insert name of Junior High School here) and it was not horrible! All of my classes are okay, but my pre-Algebra teacher (whose name will not be shown, so we'll call her Mrs. Yeller for now) hates me.

Here's why.

I thought I had Tech. for my E block. Turns out I don't. (We'll call him Mr. Oldmanerson) informed me that I have that for F block, not E. So it was like twenty minutes into the period and I had to be in pre-Algebra. So I ran upstairs to Mrs. Yeller's room.

I opened the door and said, "Sorry I'm late."

Mrs. Yeller glares at me. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

I was a little confused. "I said...I'm sorry I'm late?"

Mrs. Yeller looked at her list. "Oh, you must be...Cassidy (Last name). You sit HERE."

Every time I moved like an inch, Mrs. Yeller would yell "What was that, Mrs. (Last name?)"

"Nothing, Mrs. Yeller. I didn't do anything."

Yay.

My town is so small that all of the entire Junior High and Senior High kids from my whole town have to ride the same bus. So that means all of us Sevies (that's what we are here, Sevies) get to sit on the same bus as the Seniors Who Are Too Lazy To Take Their Drivers Tests.

Lemme tell you, I hear some VERY colorful language. And it's only day one. So (ha ha) my bus is great. Ha ha.

And as I was getting off the bus, I shouted back to everybody on that whole stinkin' bus, and I shouted "JESUS LOVES YOU!"

Because he loves them. Even with their colorful language.

Could this get more awesome?

No.

Ozzy, are you even aware...

Now, I know I live where hurricane Irene hit because I was there. And there's a knocked-down tree in my yard and our power was out and our pool is flooded. But I figure lots of people will post about that. So I'm going to be cool and different and not boring.

So, anyways, most of you are on Facebook. Ah, Facebook. An interesting thing about Facebook is that you can list anybody as your family. I actually (heh) have four sisters that aren't reltated to me (Tati, Krista, Morgan, Steph) and one brother (Ozzy.)

Most of you guys have heard about these people. Tati, my camp sista, Krista, my best friend (BUT I LOVE YOU SHANNON AND JESSICA!!!!), Morgan, who I used to hate but now don't, and Steph, the youth gal who I've known since age six.

And Ozzy. You know Ozzy.

Well, Ozzy likes links. And he posts links. On Facebook. And so he's been sending these weird links forever..............................................................

But this is weirder.

So I guess he got spammed. Because there's one he's been posting to EVERYBODY (including me) and it's like "OMG can't believe she posted this on her wall embarrassing for her but funny for me LOL!" and I'm like "this is so spam."

How I knew: 1) he would not in a million years spell everything correctly. If it was really him, it would be like "omg cant beleve she posted this on her wall embarazing4 her funny 4 me lolz."

2) He sent one to his mother. His mother. Who would send their mother something on Facebook unless it's like a mother's day card or something? And so that's another reason.

3) I have never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever seen Ozzy say "OMG." And I have known the kid for eight years. So it can't be him.

And then, hahahahaha, he sends another one "I cant believe I am really getting my auto insurance for as little as $1.25 / day. I dont know what I dont know what I am going to do with all the extra cash I saved."

A thirteen year old boy with auto insurance. And you said "I don't know what" twice. Haha.

And he never goes on fb except for like twice a month...so I know it's not him. I bet he doesn't even know. I should...tell him. Whoop.

That's all for today. Thought like sharing this with everybody.

Wow, Drew...

I'm pretty sure my cousin Drew just friended a guy on Facebook named Cordell Albert.

Wow.

Things I do not thing are wrong:

Texting from and iPod.
Wanting a beanie.
Email.
Really hating my allergies.
Writing a story.
Bottlecaps.
My friend Shannon.
Facebook chat.
Sunny days.
Missing my friends.
Loving pictures.
Thinking.
Loling.
Reading some nice stories.
Veggie Tales.
Slippers.
Icees.
The color orange.
Google searching for good guy names.
Short haircuts.
Imagination.
Wendy's new french fries.
Corrina's dance class.
Sunglasses.
Black flip-flops.
The number 18.
Caramel mocha coffee.
A little party.
Shopping buddies.
Love.
Peace.
Harmony.
Joy.
Pleasure.
Craziness.
Hope.
Fishies.

....SIGH

ARG WRITERS BLOCK!!!!

Okay, I'm trying to write a story, but I have no story ideas. I think I've used them all. I've written all the stories ever possible. I know it's not really that possible to have used all the story ideas, but it is. It is very possible because I have.

Somebody give me some good story ideas, complete with charictor names, and you'll win a prize.

Missing...

I miss:

Tati
Iian
Boston
David
Claudia
Drew
Josh
Jon
Becca
Jess
Shana
Alex
Mallory
Carly
Shannon Paige
Julie
Katie (the one I haven't talked to in months)
Tasha
Teresa
Ian
Alyssa G.
Jordyn
Abby

I love you. I miss you. And please come here and tell me that. Because I want to see you so much. So email me, call me, text me, Facebook me, just talk to me.

:_

I LOVE Kristine

So Jellybean is here for 2 WEEKS!!!! So excited! She's so cute and she gets along really well with Aidan and Casey. Of course, me and Corrina aren't so unpleasant, either. Since she has taken up residance in Corrina's bed, Corrina is in my bed, and I am downstairs on the pull-out couch.

Last night, I stayed up 'til ten fourty reading this book Gone, and I woke up at nine AM to read some more, haha. It's really good book. Of course, at breakfast, when I was making my eggs, I sprayed myself right in the face with nonstick cooking spray. Rock on.

I MISS SHANNON! I think I'm going to call her on the telephone. Mom is reading to Kristine and Casey. It's an Ariel the Mermaid Musical Storybook! Yes! My all-time favorite!

I gotta go. :) PEACE!!!

Back from camp!

Hi everybody!

I got back from camp today! I had SO much fun! I made a ton of friends and really miss everybody there. This guy Boston could play the ukulele! It was so awesome! My best friend (well, one of them) Tati started crying. It was awesome.

So, did I miss anything good in my absense? I hope not. I will DEFINATELY post some pictures later! I also want to call Shannon.

Oh, also I found my long lost cousin! Haha, not really. I met a kid named Drew who has the same last name as my grandparents (thus my mother's maiden name) and so I figured we must be long lost cousins or something, haha. Yeah. Wanted to share that.

Yep, that's pretty much all I have to say. Everybody should, like, comment. Because it's fun. Okay, bye!

Does not!

So I was hanging out with some friends at a Teen Youth Camp (or Teen Cramp, as we affectionately call it) this past Thursday, and they were eating some hot dogs. Most of you know I am vegetarian, making this kind of awkward to me.

So my friend Bryan asks everybody how many they had. Isaiah/Isaac (they're twins, so it's REALLY hard to tell them apart and remember who is who and all...we'll just assume this is Isaiah) was up to number 9 (ouch, right?), Isaac was up to number 5, and Bryan was on number 3. Bryan asks me, "Why aren't you eating hot dogs?"

"I'm vegetarian."

Then Isaac says, "Sucks to be you."

Bryan goes, "Dude, that's not what you say to a girl!"

"What do I say? 'I like meat?'"

"Yes," I say, laughing.

"Okay then. I like meat."

So I'm like, it's my choice, I don't think it's that bad. And while they're killing pics, I had a bag of chips and watermelon.

This wasn't really important or anything. I just felt like sharing that story because it's random and I thought it was funny and it's a pretty good glimpse of what goes on in my world. (PS: Isaac/Isaiah or whoever that was: It does not. It rocks to be me. :D)

Shboom

Happy summering!

So, it's been a while, eh? Sorry I've been gone so long, I have been REALLY busy! Anyways, I'm back! I hope everybody's having a good summer. I certainly have. Lots of time for friends (oh, which reminds me, Jessica: you+calling me=good.) and writing and reading and swimming and friends! (Oh, that reminds me, Shannon: you+calling me=good.)

I got my hair cut...yup. It looks good. I can see again! Hooray! We're gonna go see Kristine Jellybean tomorrow. For the first time in...ever. Oh, and yesterday, me and a bunch of my friends down at the church down the road went on this giant slip-and-slide down this hill with sprinklers, a hose, and bubbles. It was SO awesome but we all got wet and sticky and it was so much fun.

Yeah, here in the World of Cassidy, I've been having a good summer...buuuuuut I miss my friends Shannon and Jessica who should call and come over because I like never get to see you guys anymore and I miss you so much and you rock and call me and like I miss you okay yeah.

And Tim too. I have not seen you either, buddy.

But not that you should call, because the last time you did, you convinced my mother that you're insane. So, for the sake of Mom, you should, like, email me or something. Okay.

Oh, and a special shoutout to Aunt Vick and Aunt Terry and Grammy. HI! Yep. Shouting.

So, OH, MAN, I almost forgot! I'm going to camp on Sunday, so you guys won't be hearing from me for at least a week. I would blog from my iPod (oh, yeah, it's that awesome) buuuuuuut we're not allowed to bring them. I will definately take pictures, tho, and tell you guys all about it! That sounds good.

Okay, so, I'm gonna go now. Bye everybody and remember, Santa Claus is always watching like a creepy stalker, so leave comments. Okay.

Here Comes the Dang Sun

The
Sun
Is
Starting
To
Come.
I
Love
My
Friends.
I
Love
My
Life.
I
Love
My
Music.
I
Am
What
I
Am.
I
Am
Sam,
Sam
I
Am.
Just
Go
With
It
And
Trust
Me,
After
The
Long
Long
Long
Long
Long
Winter,
The
Sun
Will
Come.
George
Harrison
Wasn't
Lying.
The
Ice
Is
Slowly
Melting.
Here
Comes
The
Sun.
It's
Alright.
(Insert guitar solo here.)

Tomorrow=AUDITION!!!!

Okay, I have 62 minutes on the library computer, so I guess I have to rush. Ha.

Tomorrow, I have a GRP audition for School House Rock...excited/happy/need to Facebook Krista and tell her to freak out for me. (What? Some body's gotta get nervous about this!)

So...speaking of the book of Faces, my dearest mother is contemplating setting a time limit for me so I'm not on every ten minutes, which I actually haven't been. I've been going on for about five minutes every three hours or so all through the day. Yesterday I had some groovy chat sessions with a lady from church, my Aunt Pam, and Ozzy.

Good ole Ozzy.

I'm up to nineteen friends. If any body's interested in friending me, inform me of this. If you're not allowed to, I totally understand! After all, I'm just some random chick on a library computer! (Although my profile picture DOES have me in a cow hat...all interested?)

Okay, so, fifty-eight minutes on the clock and I think I'll use those reading other people's blogs! Bye!

I. Have. A. FACEBOOK!

Very excited about my NEW FACEBOOK ACCOUNT! YAY!

Short post, I know, but just thought I'd throw it out there. YAY!

Bye!

Uh...

I'm sorry I haven't really posted in a couple of days. I don't have that much to say these days. Anybody have good ideas for a post? Leave them via comment.

BTW, another reason I didn't post was because I was camping with Pmike, Mrs. Polly, Ozzy, Liam, Lauren, and Genevieve, the baby from blogfest. We had fun. There was no Internet there. Sorry.

Happy Birthday America

Well, it's another fourth of July...America's big day. I'm off to my Uncle John's cookout, and tonight, off to see the fireworks. I hope everybody has a nice long weekend. If any body's going to a cookout, fireworks, or anything like that, have fun.

Okay, so, I'm gonna try and post kinda more often because it's...been, like, over a week. Okay. Yes. Yes. Okay. Uh-huh. Yep. Yeah. Okay. Yes. I'm going now. Yep. Yes. Logging off. Yeah. Okay. Uh-huh. Okay. Yes. Yes. Yep. Okay. Yeah. Sure. Uh-huh. Okay. Yeah. Sure. Okay. Uh-huh. Yep. Yep. Okay. Sure. Alrighty. Here I go. Yep. Yes. Alright. Goodbye. Uh-huh. Sure. Yes. Yep. Okay. Leaving. Okay. Yes. Okay. Yep. Uh-huh. Okay. Turn your computer off NOW.







Okay. Yes. Yep. Alright. Okay. False alarm. Okay. Yeah. Yes. Yep. Okay. Sure. Alright. Uh-huh. Happy forth of July. Yeah. Yep. Okay. Sure. Uh-huh. Yep. Yes. Okay. Sure. Alright. Okay. Bye, everybody.

Memories

Do you have any memories? I mean, everybody does have MEMORIES, but some are different than others.

Of course you remember your best friend's birthday party, or you trip to Disney World, or you grandfather's funeral...but how about the little things?

Making a fort outside with my dad. Liam's neighbor's roof, where we'd go and bounce on the mini trampoline. Ozzy's backyard, when I went swimming in some of Morgan's clothes because I didn't have a bathing suit. Playing school with my teddy bear.

Playing kickball with everybody from the church. Sitting out of the rock at my aunt's house. Meeting Krista. Swimming across a lake with Zach and this one dude named RJ. Shannon getting Corrina's boot out of the mud in my backyard. (Remember that, Shan?)

Jessica claiming we were going to die when we were crossing a frozen lake. Blogging from the Superbowl this year. The boys adoption day, when we got to be on TV and I hugged them so hard when they were finally adopted. Spinning around in the Campbell's backyard with Shannon and Tim.

Brian dumping syrup all over Sam while I was filming. Playing endless rounds of four square. My crazy go-to-sleep-fast acrobatics that actually DO work. Doing a little Chabigail movie with all my best friends (this was before I was also best friends with Krista) and Shannon making endless outtakes.

Watching Yellow Submarine at Corrina's birthday party. Taking five months to read the book Little Women. Going to the mall with Krista and Amber on Mother's Day. Doing a "car wash" with Aidan one summer and not really washing the cars, but getting ourselves soaked. Waking up early to go on vacation. Flying to Florida when I was six.

Setting Zach's mother's car alarm off at a cookout. My first time at youth group. Orientation Day for my maybe-new-school, that is, if we don't move by then. Going to concerts in Sturbridge. Eating s'mores outside. Going for boat rides at my mom's cousin Bo's house.

All these little memories make me happy. Just little things that I like to remember. When I was little, it was more just the crazier things that made me smile. Now, it's the things that I'm used to, well, maybe not the one about us breaking into Dottie's car. (Although that is one of my more funny ones, because it scared US to death, let alone everybody else there)

Do you have any little memories that make you smile? I like the little things better than the bigger ones. Because, even though I will always love and remember Disney World, I like to remember the plane ride.

Think

Sitting here with a laptop on my lap, curled up in a ball on the old, ratty chair in my living room. I've been looking over old posts, seeing how good friends I used to be with some people, and noticed how it fades away sometimes...

I've been reading a lot of Jade from Bug Being Bug's old posts today. I've noticed how different our writing styles are. Mine is goofy, random, smart, quick, and bold. Hers is artsy, inspiring, quirky, interesting, more girly. Both of us get lots of comments on some posts, and barely any on others. The differences:

She has two more followers than me, which isn't fair, because she deserves so many more.
She has so many more pictures on her posts than I do.
Her writing is so much better than mine.

I miss Jade. I don't really know where she went, but she hasn't posted in so long...her writing was one of the few things that I would really look forward to. Knowing that her clean, true, totally open writing will be there for me at the end of the day...

My life has a lot of drama. That's it. But I've noticed that at times when there's more drama than others, I have still blogged...daily.

I guess this blog has always been just ME. Totally random and incredibly pointless, crazy and Cassidy.

I love you all. And I am ALWAYS going to be writing like that. Crazy and Cassidy.

Love your own Cassidy the Monisa.

I'm ready!!!

My show is tonight...I am totally gonna kick booty up there. Me and Tasha, we gonna blow the roof off. I will certainly tell everybody how the show goes, and believe me, it will go awesomely.

Things to do before show tonight:

*Make sure I have my script in my bag for last minute rehearsal.
*Shower. I will not smell for my show.
*Pack some food.
*Inform Shannon and Jessica of what is before us.
*Run over the routine for Consider Yourself because if I don't know it, then we're doomed. Tasha missed like four rehearsals, so she doesn't know it at all.
*Finish blogging.

It's a benefit for the tornado victims, so it's gonna be a BIG crowd. I totally can't wait. I just hope I'm loud enough.

Anybody who comments on this post gets front row tickets. (Or maybe just a cookie or something)

Reality check...

Ever get the feeling that your life just ain't perfect? Like sometimes you picture yourself in a happy world where every thing's perfect and like a sitcom show only better because it's YOUR life?

Like when you go on vacation...and you miss your friends. Or a long trip, boarding school, summer camp, ect. And then you come home, and life just fails to meet your expectations? You seem to remember this happy, cool world where you live at the mall and every day is just one big party?

Then you come home and, hm, everything goes from comedy-show-cool to oh-I-remember-this.

Because my friends are still the same...Jessica is still the same practical, patient, totally awesome person I left behind, Shannon still doesn't answer her phone and hasn't called me back (SHANNON!!!!!), and Krista is still the talkative, crazy, hyper...Krista that I left behind.

And my house is still the same big, nice, comfortable house that I left behind. And my pets are still the same. My yard is still the same, my church is still the same, the only thing different is that now I'm back from vacation...

I feel...weird. I feel like I wasn't really missed. Like I wasn't noticed. Krista is different, her father told me that she didn't stop talking about the fact that I was coming back the entire car ride here, which made me feel like I could fly out of that kid's room window and eat my name tag that says "Hi, my name is Cassidy. I help with your kids!" on it.

(I was working with the little kids that day, fyi)

But sometimes I picture my life as this crazy, I dunno...Nickelodeon show. Maybe it's just me, thinking I'm all funny and cool and popular and then...look at that, nope. Maybe to...Casey. Maybe to a grape. Maybe my broken pencil sharpener.

The point is, sometimes I feel like I raise the bar on myself and then when I actually look at myself, I'm not the awesome, upbeat, totally cool-and-with-friends person I imagine in my daydreams. Chances are, nobody really thinks about me unless I'm there.

THERE! I said it! I think that a lot, but never really got to write it down!

So I'm sorry if I seemed rambly or emotional or sad or really depressed in this post (I am only the first two, kinda) because I didn't mean to take my life out on you guys. Wait, that's kinda the point of the blog, huh? Yeah, I guess I've kinda been treating it more like a website, huh?

The website of Cassidy, who pretends to be cool and loves to death her sixty-seven followers.

Do you ever feel like you're making out things to be more than they can be? Like if you're planning a party, and you get all worked up...it can't possibly be as amazing as you're thinking...

But sometimes your party IS that amazing after all...

Maybe I'm only looking at this from one point of view. Maybe my life is different, vacation just made me think kinda crazy. Okay, now I'm gonna see if Shannon (SHANNON!!!!!!) will pick up her phone this time. Bye.

Hey y'all everybody!!!

Hi, sorry I haven't been posting much...as some of you know I was on vacation last week so I wasn't really on a computer then! So I'm now back!!

This is gonna be a short post for a couple of reasons, 1) I am going to shower in a minute, 2) I don't have much to talk about, and 3) clowns are creepy.

I haven't been getting all that many comments nowadays...am I being boring? Poo. Oh well, Tim and Jen still appear to be interested...Loulou's on a trip too, so she's excused on that matter...Jessica has been reading, but I would like to see my other buddies.

Sorry I haven't been commenting on everyone's blogs! My computer has been acting super-crummy lately and hasn't been letting me. I've been reading them though, so keep up the good writing, guys. Okay, so, I'm gonna go shower now. Bye everybody and LEAVE COMMENTS!!!!

Well, I'm sorry to leave you all AGAIN...

But I'm leaving for Florida tomorrow.

Yes, I know, I just got back, and you guys are lovely, buuuuuuut...I'm leaving for Florida to go and see Aunt June and Uncle Charlie down in Florida. We're road tripping, so we'll be stopping in some states on the way, like N&S Carolina, Virginia, Georgia, and that might be it, but I'm still excited!

And on top of that, I may or may not have a show tonight.

OMIGOSH, TORNADO! There was a TORNADO, people, right in my state and through my town! THROUGH. MY. TOWN.

I am okay, thank goodness, but the towns around mine look SO bad! There are roads blocked off for GRP, all around that town, and all of Springfield County (that's me) got hit. Thank God that our house and cars are safe, we only lost power for a while, but my director for GRP lives right in the middle of where the tornado was! Oh, I hope she's okay!

Tasha is fine, I know that, Shannon and Tim only got hail (you lucky ducks), and I've been trying endlessly to talk to Jessica...I think her power might be out. Not many of you guys are around this area, lucky people, but we were in the basement for quite some time because the guy on the news said that was the safest place to be.

He kept on going to the LIVE DOPPLER RADAR! Like, over and over again. It was SO annoying, we're like, "Um, we're in the middle of a tornado here! Stop taking about your Live Doppler Radar."

Anyways, it's all over now. My heart goes out to the people who lost houses, cars, or anything else. :( There were some houses COMPLETELY distroyed. Poor people...

Anyways, yeah, I hope my director's okay. Knowing her, she'll make it to the show anyways, but I know she's got Jolie there, and we all love Jolie. (Who here remembers Jolie? Y'know, my director's baby daughter? Yeah, everbody loves Jolie.)

Okay, well, I'll see everybody in two weeks. Bye!

Unexiting

Today is not that thrilling. So I decided to give you guys a chance to do something.

As some of you know, I have a book blog. It can be found here. These are all stories I've written. But I want to post some of the actual stories. So I'm holding a contest.

I'm gonna give you guys the links to five posts, and you can read them and see which book sounds best. Then, I'll set up a poll and you can all vote on them to tell me which one you want to read a sample of. It won't be much, just a little bit. So, here are your choices!

 Dancer Girl
We Are Three
Babysitting Narc
Chabigail
and Home Sweet Home

Imho, (In my humble opinion) these stories are all okay, but there are different age groups that might appeal more to certain people. Thanks, and vote away!

Cassidy

Glad to see that everybody's still around.

I see that the world did NOT end on Saturday, as predicted. Hm. I was almost sure it was not, so, there ya have it. Jesus is coming back, but nobody knows when.

So sorry I haven't posted in such a long time. I've been very busy lately. Corrina's dance recital was this Sunday...I sat through three hours of girls dancing, just to see my sister dance for six minutes. Oh, this is just proof that I do love my family.

Rehearsals are going fine for GRP. This Thursday, I get to spend a WHOLE TWO HOURS with Ian! Oh, I am just so darn happy about that! (Sarcasam, sarcasam) Oh, well, maybe I can see my friend Jordyn. Our show isn't that far off. I hope we're ready for it.

Not that much to report, actually. Casey is crying. Hurray. Isn't that awesome? I think Aidan took some toothpaste out of his hand or something.

HORRORS! WHATEVER SHALL WE DO? PANIC! PAAAANIIIIIIIC!!!!

I really want me some Goldfish crackers right now. Unfortunately, we are all out of them. I'll probably have some peanut butter on Ritz crackers. Yum-a-licious.

Okay, enough randomness. Goodbye, all.

Return to Narnia

HEY ALL! Remember me? I HAVE COME-A BACK-A!

First of all, I would like to say a heaping thank-you with whipped cream and cherries to the EIGHTTEEN lovely commenters who gave me nice messages that I read not long ago!

Secondly, I think I have some people I must address.

To the annonymous person who commented: Heh, well, I thank you for your concern, but if you can't say anything nice, just don't say it. I respect your personal opinion, but that kinda hurt my feelings a little and made you look like a jerk. I have absolutely no problem with a little critisism, but the reason I said those things is, like my friend Loulou said, because the last time I did something like this, I got those comments and they seriously slowed me down. I was trying to get people not to feel sorry for me or try and bring me back.

A special thank you to: Tim (aka, T-WAC), Loulou (thank you for standing up for me and I missed you crazy), Katie (hey. haven't heard from you in forev. call me), and Corrina.

So life is kinda the exact same. I hope everybody had a good Easter, and I'm so sorry I missed it. Oopsies. Didn't plan that right. Anyways, I missed everybody and I'm glad to be back. I'm sure some of you thought I was crazy, and this confirmed it, but I have my reasons to being crazy.

See everybody later,
Cassidy.

PS, Tim, haha, yeah, three comments in a row...maybe a little bit stalker-looking to some. Let's just mash everything into one long comment next time, eh? (but thank you for caring so much that you had to leave three, :P)

Goodbye

You guys are all gonna be REALLY confused and depressed and sad after I say what I'm about to say, but all I will say is that I ask you respect my opinion and stuff.

I feel like God's been putting it on my heart lately that I use this here laptop too much. And I do. But I think that I could be doing a lot of other things in the time I use on this. Chances are, you guys out there don't want to hear me preach at you.

But I'll explain this:

Who here's Catholic? Raise those hands! Okay, heh, I'm not. I'm pentecostal, actually. But Catholics (well, most of them) have I think seven weeks (Tim, correct me if I'm wrong) of Lent, which means they give something up for God. Well, I'm not doing that.

But I think that a while without the laptop won't kill me. So, to break this beginning addiction, I will not 1: blog, 2: write my stories, 3: go on YouTube to upload or watch videos, 4: comment on your blogs, 5: read your blogs, or 6: anything else.

My exceptions:

I WILL be posting on my Christian blog.
I WILL take videos and pictures off of my camera because I am not avoiding THE CAMERA.
I WILL charge my mp3 and get new songs on it.
and I WILL sort through pictures on my computer IF THEY'RE MY PICTURES. If I'm surfing WeHeartIt for no reason, that doesn't count.

I'm gonna ask you guys PLEASE not to leave me the "o cassidy pleeze dont go WE LUV U!" comments, that's gonna weaken my stregnth. If you guys would be really nice, ENCOURAGE me instead. I want to do this for GOD, who's more important than this webpage.

I'm going to read your blogs now, notify you, and sign off.

For thirty days, until May 17th.

Bye.

Ma Homies

It's funny how many different kinds of friends I have, because they're all really different.

My church friends are who I go to when I want to have a good, EXCITING time, because pretty much any event that we see each other results in either most of us getting sugar high or causing chaos. They's pretty much my best friends, but if I'm trying to be serious, they're not the ones I'll go to.

My homeschool friends are where I go when I want to laugh...and laugh...AND LAUGH. At co-op, today, actually, we played kickball and then soccer and I think I might annoy the teenagers a little bit...they usually don't ask me to play with them, and now I know why: they just can't accept the fact that I can't catch a ball but I can steal it away from them.

My best friends (Jessica, Shannon...eh, let's throw Tim in there while we're on the topic of Shannon) are pretty much always there for me. Lotsa phone calls. Lotsa Shannon stopping breathing because she's laughing so hard...oh, Shannony, you're an oddball. You guys ROCK! (Tim, I hope you don't feel awkward because I added you here...I don't have any place else to put you and I guess I consider you my friend...yeah, okay.)

(BTW, news update, he has informed me that he's no longer procrastinating on his essay)

My blogger friends are YOU GUYS! You obviously don't know every thing about my life, but I think you guys care more about me sometimes than some of my others "friends." :)

Okay, now I have to go learn about cars...I'm at CHILL by the way, and we've all reccovered from stepping on Cal's feet playing soccer. :P (haha, you can't beat a girl. Nyah nyah!)

Abby

Abby is moving.

To North Carolina.

Thousands of miles away from here.

Abby is moving to North Carolina, which is thousands of miles away from here.

Our friend Abby. Kaylyn's friend Abby, Corrina's friend Abby, MY friend Abby. At the end of the school year, she is moving away, to North Carolina, which is thousands of miles away from here.

What will we remember about Abby? Her fantastic laugh. Her goofy smile. The way she'd get so pumped up about doing a video that almost nobody in the world will see. Her constant optimisim. The way she was nice to everybody. How happy she looked. How just being with her could make you happier.

We will remember how funny she is. What a good friend she is.

I have never fought with Abby. We have never insulted each other. She has supported me, and I think I've supported her. She's a good artist, singer, actress, smiler, laugher, friend.

We are gonna miss you like HECK, Abby.

A quick interview/A sleepova with the Camels and Tim

Topic one: Loulou (the lovely) has asked me some questions, and now I shall answer!
What inspired your latest blog name?

Do you remember what your first blog name was? When did you start blogging?
I started blogging four years ago, almost five, actually. My first blog name was the World of Cassidy, which had been my blog name for the longest time.
If you could invite one person to write anything on your blog, who would it be and why? (it can be a movie star, dead president, and anything in between!)
Well, actually, if my cat Chester could type, I would have him leave you guys a message. He loves you guys.
What are your top 3 blogs?
I follow and love a lot of blogs, but to be honest, I do have favorites. Bug Being Bug (done by Jade) is my top fave, and then Ace-of-Aoife (done by Aoife), then Walking Down Memory Lane (done by YOU). :)
What makes you appreciate a blog more than others?
I don't really understand this question. Soz.
What is the first thing you look at when reading a new blog?
Well, first, I look at the writer's profile. Then, I read their posts. If I like the blog, I will follow, then leave a comment notifying them of this. DONE.
What is your favorite song?
Um, all of them! Heh heh, no, let's see...how about my favorite songs? Higher by Gungor, Shine on Us and Sing It by Josh Wilson, Last Kiss by Taylor Swift, Tik Tok by Kesha, Good Day Sunshine and Hello Goodbye by the Beatles, and Give Peace a Chance by John Lennon.
Who would you say has impacted your life the most?
Hersheys bars.
Why do you love me/my blog?
Loulou, I love you for many reasons. You are a great friend, funny, and are always there with a word of encouragement when I need it. You blog is original and you fit no molds. You are also a talented writer and have a great imagination for making up words!

Thanks so much for asking the questions, Louls! :) :) :D :P I will shove you guys off a cliff unless you check out her blog, which can be easily found here. :)

Topic two: The other day, I slept over my friend Shannon's house. Of course, her sister Bridged (who is Corrina's friend) was there too, along with Sean and Patrick, who are their younger brothers. Tim (known to you all as TWAC) was there, too, procrastinating on his reports for school. (Sorry, I had to mention that.)

First, we went outside. Then, we had a VEGETARIAN dinner of rice-and-bean tacos (which I very much appreciated) and then went to the little Apostles (their church group for youngins) to "help."

(Definition of "help:" Shannon, Tim, me, and somebody-whose-name-escapes-me played catch while making sure the kids in the bounce houses didn't kill each other)

Then Shannon and Tim OCD'd over a bunch of chairs making sure they were perfectly straight. We went home and spun around in circles outside in the dark until we got sick and bored so we lied down on the dirt and talked for a while. Then we went to bed.

The next morning, we went to church and then went home and went for another walk, then we went home and did the dishes so we could go to the ice cream place. Then we went to their house to grab all of our stuff, and then we went home. THE END!

Okay, so, leave comments and stuff and blah blah and next time I'll post the videos that we made! :)

Y'all need something better to read.

Okay dokay! Sorry I've been a while. And, like, have nothing to say. Anybody have ideas about what I could post about? Leave them by comment or (coughcoughShannonJessicaTimcough) call me. In news, my Wii is still broken, thanks to ME, my father has not had time to get my good ole iTunes downloads, and I have a million stories in drafts, three of which are ready to be sent to the Campbells, all others will appear sometime at my book blog, which can be found at this link. Those are all stories I've written.

I'm at the library, at a computer, with the plastic-wrapped keyboard that makes it hard to type, the mouse that doesn't like clicking on links, and the moue pad with http://www.gateway.com/ printed on it, along with a, um, block of ice. Don't see what that has to do with computers or mouse pads.

Okay, so, once again, I'll need some new stuff to post about.

(Oh! P.S. GRP is great! Ian isn't there, but Theresa, a freshman, Tasha, who attends a cosmetics school somewhere, and Jordyn, one of my best friends, are. Wahoo!)

A-ringa-ding-ding-dong

This Monday, I start back at GRP, which is my acting thing. I'm really excited, but I don't know who's gonna be there. Like, I know Ian (remember the kid who kept asking me to go to his show with him for my birthday? Yeah, that's Ian) will be there. But I dunno about other kids.

Last year, I pretty much hung out with Megan, Jordyn, Ian, Anthony and Leo the whole time. It was really fun, but they probably won't be there and I'll have to start over with IAN as my only, like, person-that-I-already-know.

Oh, and in other news, Felicia said this kid on her bus (he's this kid that I used to know when we lived in her town...his name was Kevin, I believe) one day was sitting across from her, and all of a sudden, he just goes, REALLY LOUDLY, "A-RINGA-DING-DING-DONG!"

So now, I'm at her house, and she keeps on going, like every couple of minutes, "A-ringa-ding-ding-dong!" Ha ha. Lol.

I remember this one time, I was in Dunkin' Donuts, and I was waiting for my mom or someone to get back from the bathroom or whatever, and the guy at the table across from me just starts SCREAMING. I was about to ask if he was okay, and then he starts making words and, like, almost singing.

So the song ended and so I tapped him. "Yes?" He asked.
"You're singing," I said slowly, "and nobody else can hear the music."
Turns out the guy had headphones in and was listening to a song, HOPEFULLY headphones attached to an Ipod. "Oh, sorry, dude," He goes.
"I'm a girl," I said, nodding and turning away.

So, without further ado,

A-RINGA-DING-DING-DONG!

I am Paul McCartney.

Today, I was packing lunches for our field trip to the Norman Rockwell Museum (which is actually a nice place to go). My favorite band is the Beatles (which, I will point out, I liked before everyone else, so HA!) and I was listening to one of their CDs called Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. (Which I have loved since I was, like, four.)

Casey (little brother) comes in and askes, "Cass, is this the Beatows?" (aka, Beatles)
I said, "Yes, it is." I showed him the CD cover jacket.
He started naming them. "Dat's Paul, dat's Ringo, dat's George, and...who's that guy?"
I laughed, "that's John Lennon."
"Yeah."

So a couple of minutes later, my other younger brother, Aidan, comes into the kitchen and I'm still listening to the CD. Casey goes up to him and goes, "this is the Beatows!"

Aidan came name them all except for Ringo. He asked me which one was my favorite. I said, "Paul."
Aidan goes, "I love John!"
I found this funny but slightly awkward. Casey informed us that he likes Paul and Ringo. And we all know that Corrina likes George Harrison.

Later, we were unpacking lunches at the museum, and mom pulls out a sandwich. "This one says RINGO on it," She said. She sounded rather alarmed.
"That's Casey's."
Mom pulls out another one. "John."
"That's Aidan's."
Another sandwich. "Paul?"
"That's me."
Another sandwich. "Corrina."
No comment neccesary.

So I am Paul McCartney today. For those of you who don't know, the Beatles were famous in the sixties. John Lennon is guitar, George Harrison is lead guitar, Paul McCartney plays bass, and Ringo Starr plays drums.

I'll also say that today, I was looking at pictures on Weheartit and I'd searched the Beatles to see what came up. There was this REALLY awesome quote that this guy said. He said, "I love Ringo Starr." This girl said, "Nobody loves Ringo Starr." The guy said, "That's why I love him."

Ha. I found that funny.

Meh

How I gained a follower is beyond me.

Hello, people! Remember me? If you said, that girl who's wearing a shirt with a ninja and an alien, YOU ARE CORRECT! If you said, the girl who's drowning a chipmunk in a toilet, YOU ARE MISTAKEN, SIR!

Okay! Moving on!

Well, to kick off THIS post, I will anounce that I have nothing really important to SAY. So....VIDEO TIME!


I'll give it you free if you give me a comment.

Tag! You're it!

Allo everybody! I have returned in a much brighter spirit then previously, and I have commented on the dahling Brookie's blog, thus earning me THIS TAG!

12 likes, 1 love and 8 hates is the mission here. And...let's start it PAUL MCCARTNEY STYLE!

One, two, three, FO!

I like chocolate soft-serve ice cream
I like Sundays
I like when people comment on my blog
I like talking to my friend Shannon
I like climbing trees, unless it's too windy to be outside, like today
I like books about spoiled brats (how weird is that, right?)
I like being the crazy one
I like skinny jeans
I like the new Wendy's french fries
I like swimming and going to the beach
I like boys who are taller then me (not LIKE LIKE, just friend like) (well, this is in MOST cases. I can name two boys who're taller then me that I am not a big fan of, lemme tell ya)
I like my sneakers
I love laughing.
I hate it when your day is going great and then something totally awful happens
I hate strawberry ice cream
I hate girls with too much eyeliner. I do not hate THE GIRLS, I hate the fact that they wear too much eyeliner. So, really, I hate it WHEN GIRLS wear too much eyeliner
I hate the fact that I cannot snap my fingers
I hate it when people don't listen to what I'm saying
I hate the smell of burning things
I hate rice, pork, ribs, fish, barbeque sauce, cabbage, cooked carrots (raw ones are okay), tuna fish, anything with a sauce on it, salt and vinigar chips....(this list goes on forever.)
I hate the word hate.

Okay, soo, I am gonna be really lazy with blogging and not bother to link back to people, sooooo, I'll just tell you who they are and if you care you can look them up somewhere.

I tag:

Aoife at Ace of Aoife
Jessica at Jessica's World
and Tim at There's a Walrus in your Shirt, Mr. Campbell!
(I would like to note that this is Tim's first tag, so we must make sure he accepts this. TIM! DID YOU HEAR ME? YOU MUST TAKE THIS!)

I would also like to note that this may be the first time I have ever tagged/awarded a boy (well, excepting Pastor Mike, but he does not count) on this blog. But I know Tim. So this is different.

Bye and leave comments so that I don't get all sad!

A letter

Hi. Everyone out there, please read this letter:

Dear everybody reading this,

I'm sorry I've been a bad blogger. I'm sorry I don't post anymore. I'm sorry I make you leave the comments with NOs with ten more Os. I'm sorry I don't do what you want me to. I'm sorry I don't meet your standards. I'm sorry I'm not perfect. These things can not be helped.
But sorry does not make an interesting post.
The thing is that I am who I am. I make mistakes. I slack off from blogging and make you leave the little comments that make me want to smile. I'm lonely. I am a lonely, homeschooled girl who does not have a social life and has no friends.
Think of your friends. Count them on your fingers. If you run out, count on a piece of paper. I can take three fingers: Krista, Jessica, Shannon. I feel lonely. Nobody calls me. I think I bore people. I've never really thought of myself as a boring person. I mean, all my phone calls with my friends are nice. They'll sound excited to hear me. Shannon laughs her head off every time. So...remind me why, if you're enjoying this so much, you cannot make the effort to call?
I don't think I'm a boring person. I don't dress like everybody else, nor look like, nor talk like, nor sound like...I am not another Hannah Montana, bleach-blond, way-too-much-makeup, ew-mud-and-bugs, hooray-for-boys ditzy clone. But maybe people are bored with me...I don't blame other people. I'm not going to change. This is the Cassidy you're stuck with, America! This is it, the grand total! No more, no less!!!!
Once, I was in a mall, going to Target to get some pictures taken. I passed these two girls. One of them was the aforementioned clone. She looked nice. She wore a pink shirt, blue jeans, lipstick, and eyeliner. Her hair was blond. She looked trendy. She looked rather nice.
The other girl looked wild. Short, crazy hair, skinny jeans that were torn in a million places, a studded belt, lip pierced, eyebrows pierced, a million earrings, and black floppy high-tops. Not trendy. Not another supermodel-oh-I-need-to-wear-these-clothes-to-look-cool girl. She smiled at me. I smiled back.
I want to be like that girl. I want some random chick at the mall to look at me and think, wow, I want to be like that girl. I do not mean I would like my eyebrow pierced. This is not the point! The point is, I want to stand out. I want to be noticed. Don't we all?

Love, with all due respect and such wonders,
Cassidy

I am apparently either losing your interest or my interest.

Sorry I haven't been posting very much lately, downstairs computer has been crappy and laptop is off-limits, Internet wise. I don't have that much to say! Ugh, I am such a slacker.

That's probably my biggest fault; I'm not a fan of work and will show that, by all means. Blogging isn't work, but I seem to be, ehem, putting it off.  Nobody seems to care, tho, because I have noticed a rather unpleasant decrease in COMMENTS and FEEDBACK and STATS and NEW FOLLOWERS!!!!

I guess my blogger fame is pretty much over, since I've gotten, like, two comments in the past week. Oddly, I'm a little happy about that. I mean, yeah, it does say that apparently I'm getting less interesting or you guys are getting too lazy to click COMMENT, but at least now I'm not expected to post every day and be the best thing since microwave bologna.

Which, in my opinion, is the best made-up product there is.

I think I might be taking a blogger vacation like Pastor Mike did a while ago. Maybe even post once a month or something, just so you know I'm okay.

I thought that my big five-minutes-of-blogger-fame would last forever, I guess. I mean, I was getting 7-9 comments per post, and lots of feedback and stats and new followers were coming often. Now, I'm just another blogger, getting less comments then those guys with five-to-nine followers and being kinda demoted.

Okay, well, you two-people-who-are-still-interested-in-me-and-I-guess-I'm-boring-all-of-a-sudden can leave your comments now. :) :)

Smile

Smile.
Be the happy one.
Put a smile on that face and make somebody's day.

Make somebody laugh.
Cheer someone up today.
You don't have to be as creepy as the cat.

Be the sunshine in somebody's life.
Goof off and laugh once a day.
Frowning doesn't get you anywhere.

Don't be a downer.
Live your life the way YOU want.
Grin at every joke, even if it's stupid.

Laugh it off.
Whatever it is, it's okay.
Have some fun today.

If nobody smiled, the world would be sad.
Cheer up.
Be happy-go-lucky.

Smile.
Cuz Jesus loves you.

Really dumb warning signs

These made me laugh. Here are the warnings for products that are actually, uh, not protecting anyone in any way. Except from being bored.

Label: Never operate your speakerphone while driving.
Product: Jabra Drive 'N' Talk.
So, uh, how do you operate it?

Label: This product may contain nuts.
Product: Peanuts & Peanut M&Ms.
Thanks for that tip there. I'll keep in mind that your nut-based product may contain nuts.

Label: Do not hold the wrong end of a chainsaw.
Product: Chainsaw.
WHY WOULD I DO THAT?!?!

Label: Do not use while sleeping.
Product: Hair dryer.
How can I possibly dry my hair in my sleep? Oh, I know, I'll somehow use this HAIR DRYER because I am awake and asleep at the same time and somehow conscious enough TO OPERATE IT!

Label: Contents may catch fire.
Product: Blow torch gas bottle.
Yes.

Label: Do not drive with sun shield in place.
Product: Reflective cardboard sun shades for car dashboards.
How in the world could I?

Label: This product may contain eggs.
Product: A carton of eggs.
So THAT'S what those are!

Label: May cause drowsiness.
Product: Nytol sleeping pills.
I'd hope so.

Label: Safety goggles recommended.
Product: Staples's letter opener.
Okay, I'll be careful opening this letter OMIGOSH the, uh, envelope got in my eye!

Label: The Vanishing Fabric Marker should not be used as a writing instrument for signing checks or any legal documents.
Product: W.H. Collins' Vanishing Fabric Markers.
That just sucked all the fun out of it. I do that all the time making out checks to, uh, babies. Babies...in the navy?

Label: Never use a lit match or open flame to check fuel level.
Product: Jet Ski.
Should be followed by: If this was news to you, you are not legally permitted to use this vehicle, or, for that matter, leave the house.

Label: Do not put any person in this washer.
Product: Huebsch Washing Machine.
Uh....I've got to go get Aidan out of a certain washing-machine shaped place.

Label: This product is not intended for use as a dental drill.

Product: Dremel Multipro rotary tools.
You can't be too careful.

Label (on website): Do not eat.
Product: Apple's iPod shuffle.
No comment required.

Label: Keep pet birds out of the kitchen when using this product.
Product: Bialetti Casa Italiana's nonstick pans.
WITH NONSTICK PANS?!?!

I thought these were hilarious. The little comments down there are mine, except for the one about the eggs, that one is off the website. And I edited the one they used for the jet ski.

If you want to see these stupid little things for yourself, please got to this link. Okay, enjoy the dumbness!

Also posted today by Cassidy:
Operation: School at God's Writer Girl

To make you laugh

It was Abby's birthday on Saturday. Abby's a member of my video group, where we make YouTube videos. We did a special video for her birthday. This one isn't it, but it's her favorite.

Happy birthday, Abby! Ten years old...the big double-digits. Thanks for all that you do for us, gal pal!

Once you're done laughing, you can comment.

Well, there goes a week

Okay, yeah, I know. I gave you blogfest and then didn't post for a week. I've been busy, though. 5-K (or three mile run) training has been taking up all of my bloggin' time! (Yes, I am running a marathon. And to those who are concerned, it is not a diet, it is limiting what I eat)

As most of you know, I go to youth group on most Sundays, and I went (after going to Krista's house) last night. PMike was talking about stewardship (although he was pronouncing it "stewarship" and spelled it like that on the board, I noticed) and about how all the things we have are God's and that we're just taking care of them.

The last thing he pointed out was about our talents. I realize that sometimes, I just write fluff on this blog. He actually completely changed his blog and recreated it. I would love to be able to do that, but this blog isn't a total waste of internet browser and I'd like to keep it. However, I want to do SOMETHING to use my writing for God.

You can find my new CHRISTIAN-BASED blog over at God's Writer Girl, and I'd love it if you could follow. If I don't post on there, I won't post on here. That's my rule. If I want to write, write for God first, then write for you guys. (heh, sorry, you guys)

COMMENT TIME! Tell me what you think of my new blog, or of the whole idea! Since this is a Christian-based post, I will put a cap on the comments. Please don't give me any God-is-just-a-lie stuff, that brings me down. (Not to mention the fact that it is not true) Bye! (I'll try and do better in the posting department)

Blogfest

Here it is...what you've all been waiting for...

Special thanks to
Pastor Mike
Baby Genevieve
and our live audience of
Corrina
Kaylyn
Felicia
Peter

Soon...

Blogfest is going to be tomorrow!!!! I did the video today with Pastor Mike, his cute baby Genevieve, and we had a LIVE AUDIENCE!!!! Corrina, Kaylyn, Felicia, and Peter (this guy at my church) were the audience! The video is awesome! So I'll upload the video to YouTube tonight and post it as tomorrow's my blog post!

Right now, guess what, I'm at my aunt and uncle's house. Tonight I'm going to youth, and then, uh, home. Not that exciting. No Smachary at church today...maybe he got, like, eaten by sharks or something. Okay, so, I'm gonna go look at Pastor Mike and Polly's BABY!! :)

SLEEPOVA!!!!!

I'm at Jessica's house today, and we stayed up until TWO IN THE MORNING very late! Today we sat around and watched TV, made a video, and other stuffs! Last night we talked, had dinner, watched a horse movie, and did other stuffs! Now I go to someplace, so leave some comments, peace out, and blogfest is coming soon! BYE!!!!

Kermit

Wha? Huh? Uh? Eh? Pah? Sheepdog? Ha?

No, er, of course I didn't stay up late to watch all of American Idol last night to see if Brett got into the top twenty four and then sleep in until ten o'clock this morning.

Okay maybe I did!

So I'm pretty knocked out of my sleep schedule and tonight I'm sleeping over Jessica's house. I'm probably going to go to bed about two in the AM, so I'm gonna be one hyper kid on Sunday (sarcasam!). But this post is not about Jessica, or me, or BRETT WHO GOT IN TO THE TOP TWENTY FOUR!!! Who else was clapping like mad when he made it? (I WAS!)

It's about the world's favorite green frog Muppet. KERMIT THE FROG.

Oh, this was a random post. But who doesn't love that totally awesome guy? You know what he likes? Comments. So let's go get some.

BWAAA IT'S CRACK STUNTMAN!!!!

Who's Crack Stuntman? <--Click there to watch the video!

Okay, I didn't really know what to title this post, so why not something random, fun, and, uh, Cassidy-y.

You all best be clickin' on that link.

Lately I've kinda been in a Whatever mood. I've been feeling emotional and sad and all I'm-Cassidy-who-is-dramatic as usual. Today our real estate agent (Cindi) who likes to talk and wears high-heels and chocolate-colored lipstick is coming to take pictures of our house. Like I said, we are moving.

Blogfest...I promise this isn't all I'll blog about in ever history, but I am patiently waiting for a time when I can do this. If PASTOR MIKE wouldn't mind maybe...I dunno...assisting me with asking the parental units about when it can be going on? I'm going for this Sunday, after church. If not, maybe, um, before? I dunno.

Loulou, ma dahling, have fun at that concert! It's so cool that you're in the States! If you're in Massachusetts, you best be over here. YOU BEST BE. Glad you're okay and, once again, I'm sorry about the whole Blogfest mixup. I might have made you feel a little bit bad, if so, I'm sorry. No offence.

Okay, I'm gonna go watch the Crack Stuntman video again. Oh, first, here's a checklist of what I have to do today:

1: Watch video. Haha, don't play with too many knives.
2: MUST FINISH PACKING FOR JESSICA'S!!!!! I'm sleeping over tomorrow and have procrostinated long enough!! It is time for battle, Cassidy vs. The Horrible Canvas Bag.
3: Must go eat a fruit bar.
4: Finish book.
5: GET DAD TO DOWNLOAD SONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
6: Do the chicken dance. (Ooh, that sounds like fun)
7: Get Casey to pronounce the word BAG. He says it BAY-GUH. Beig. Beige? Beige pants?

Time to watch CRACK STUNTMAN!!!! (It's a funny video that's really random and weird)

BLOGFEST, PART ONE

HI ALL YOU GUYS!!! I know that I got, like, half the blogosphere excited about my blogfest that I'm hosting! I WILL NOT MAKE YOU WAIT ANYMORE!!!

The vlog with me and Pastor Mike is going to be posted on Monday. That's for the major awards, for blogs in general. DON'T MISS THAT. But I'm going to take on the posts category today! Here we go!

If you win any of these awards, here is something for you to keep:

So let's get this thing STARTED!!!!

First, I'm going to say that not everyone is going to win an award. If you do, then congratulations. These were selected fairly and I didn't play favorites. Here we go!

First up is the FUNNIEST BLOG POST category. I had a lot of trouble with this one. If I say your name and then the title of your blog, the award is yours!

The funniest blog post of the year, 2011, is...JEN IN THE PURPLE PANTS, Jen in the Purple Pants: Middle School!!!!!

Hooray! I thought Mojo Jojo was really funny. Good work. :)

Next up is BEST PICTURE ON A BLOG POST. This one was tough, because I had a lot of great pictures in mind.

The best picture on a blog post of the year 2011 is...AOIFE, Ace-of-Aoife!!!!!!!

I love the pig with wellies.

Next we have the BEST SHOPPING-THEMED BLOG POST. You guys don't post about shopping a lot, so I had to go back a little bit.

The best shopping-themed blog post of the year 2011 is...JEN IN THE PURPLE PANTS, Jen in the Purple Pants: Middle School!!!(AGAIN!)!!!!!!

Wow, you got two? Mattress shopping...yeah, I did go back quite aways.

Okay, next on the list is the BEST VEGETARIAN-THEMED BLOG POST. This one is just a fun one, because I, myself, am vegetarian.

The best vegetarian-themed blog post of 2011 is...ADDIE, Teen Vegetarianism!!!!!!!

Who would've guessed that one? :D

Last but certainly not least, BEST BLOG POST OF ALL TIME. This one really struck me as amazing. I had a tough choice, and almost went with someone else. However, I know this one is a keeper.

The best blog post of all time goes to...MELANIE, The Purple Lab!!!!!

Her post is called It's What we All Want...I bookmarked it and I've read it over and over. You can find it here... it's absolutely amazing. I'd follow her blog, it's really cool.

Thank you all for making this a fun and cool event! I congratulate those of you who won awards today! Didn't win one? Check back soon for PART TWO, which will be a VIDEO BLOG post done by me and Pastor Mike. We'll be here with his baby, Genevieve. Don't miss it, it's going to be really cool!

See ya!
Cassidy the Monisa

Stupid Teenager Moments

Yesterday there was a meeting after church and me, Ozzy, Liam, Krista, Corrina, Abby, Sheesh, Kaylyn, Aidan, and Casey were all there. We decided it'd be a great time to go outside in the ice (yeah, the snow has frozen into ice) and ice skate.

Well, the only people who can ice skate are me and Corrina, so we just slid on the two-foot-tall blanket of ice on the churchyard. So we had to get creative, and this is where we had our STM.

Ozzy and Liam were goofing off and they asked me to go join their alliance or something. I accepted, ran inside to get Krista, and said, "Krista, come with me to the Dark Side. We have cookies."

So that's when I kinda established that we were playing Star Wars. Ozzy was Darth Vader, Liam was Darth Mol, I was Bobaphet (WHO ELSE?!), Abby was Yoda, Sheesh was Luke Skywalker, Corrina was Princess Laya, and Krista was a storm trooper, even though we begged her to be Jabba the Hut.

Well, that ice was sharp, Krista tore her sock (yep, sock) and three of my fingers were bleeding and my knee now refuses to work (only one of the fingers is seriously injured, and do what you will with my knee) but Ozzy decided to climb the hill.

THE HILL is the place where all parents forbid us to go because it's dangerous, steep, and some people STILL think there's poison ivy up there, even though they cleared that up before Zach started coming.

I may have gotten my foot stuck on a tree, Abby may have tried to yank it out, I may have fallen backwards, and I may have then busted my knee. So me, Krista, Corrina, and Abby may have gone inside because that was no longer a fun game.

MAY HAVE.

Ozzy and Liam gave it up too, so we then played a game of keep-away (aka, me and Ozzy throwing a ping-pong ball around trying to keep it away from Krista) and then All-Against-Ozzy. Because he wouldn't let Krista give him a hug. Yep.

I went the youth last night. Pizza Boy showed up, which was weird, because he hasn't been to youth (or church in the past few weeks) since I've started going weekly. We talked about smoking pot and drugs and stuff, and the guy who wrote the article was smoking something as he wrote the article!!! (It was completely irrelevant)

Corrina's watching Elmo now, it came on and she's really excited, mostly because she loves Elmo with all her heart. I'll go watch now. I'm gonna go get some hemp brownies! (Pastor Mike will get the joke)