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So how y'all doing? My name's Cassidy and the gentleman you see in my picture is Sam. I like cats and music a lot and oh I play the ukulele, piano, and other shtuff. Have a nice day :)

Friday, March 30, 2012

are you sad because you're on your own?

that's a line from A Little Help From My Friends, by the fabulous Beatles. i love that song...

today in art class, my friend max drew all over my fingertips. i was talking to somebody and i felt a little tickle on my fingers, but i barely noticed. then max goes "done" with a smile. "done what?"

he holds up my hand. "voila."

and in ISS (in school suspention) today, i was sitting next to these three kids who are notorious for being bad kids: brian, zach, and gino. brian goes: im in here for pushing a kid down the stairs. gino goes: im in here for shovin mackenzie ****** into her lunch"

zach goes: im in here for making out with bella in the hallway.

sometimes, i wonder what i did for laughs before this school.

Friday, March 23, 2012

My friend Kyle

before i get started, i got some rather sad reviews on my last post. want to clear something up: it. was. from. a. book. it's not a personal memory of mine. i didn't think it was too sad, i thought it was kind of sweet, and if you have no idea what im talking about, just read my last post.

okay. actually onto the topic. most of you have read/heard me mention my friend kyle. kyle is like the shortest seventh grader in the universe and hes like my little brother because he acts and looks about seven years old (and his grades are not the finest. i tutored him in science for about three weeks) (yes, I tutored somebody. so that shows you how bad it was)

why i wanted to mention him is because he's like legit my baby brother.

you've heard me talk about aidan and casey, my brothers in real life, and if you've been here a while, ozzy, liam, and zach, and they're just stuck like glue in my head because i have no CHOICE but to remember them they've been there so long, but me and kyle are a good match. he's short, im tall. he's stupid (no offence, kid), im smart(er). he's confused about everything, goofy, silly, blond at heart, and, well...so am i.

heh heh.

but he got a new haircut and it's so SHORT! i mean like cute short not like buzz cut short. and i charged into his homeroom and yelled "I MUST SEE YOUR HAIRCUT OMG ITS SO SHOOOOORRRRRRTTT!"

then the teacher kicked me out -_-

do you have somebody who's like your brother?

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

every little thing in the world is beatiful...

I remember when we were little. It was in the summertime, it was hot and Cody and I were out of school. Hagan was eight. I remember pulling Hagan to my room and saying, "want to play big kid games?"  He nodded eagerly and smiled his baby smile. Then I was twelve, and Cody was fifteen. I told Cody my game plan and he laughed and watched. I took out all my makeup stuff and layed it out on my My Little Pony bedspread.

I put on some foundation, lipstick, then some eyeliner. I applied eyeshadow and mascara and blush and lip gloss. I slid on some dangly earrings and a long, lopey blue dress. I brushed Hagan's hair and he let me put him in a suit (he wasn't such a brat then) and I told him that he'd look cute with mascara on his already-llama-lashes.

I let him stand on a step stool and brush my hair (it was long then) and spray Cody's cologne all over him. He stood up straight and looked in a mirror. "Why don't I look like you?" He asked quietly. "Why is my hair yellow? Why is my skin darker? Why are my eyes bluer? Why don't we look the same?"

I sighed. "We do. But on the inside."

-Worst Summer Ever

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

think ive finally found a note to make u understand...

gym class heroes is absolutely GORGEOUS and their music is fabulous ^_^
just checkin in here :D how's everyone? good? good. im okay...a little...with some updates: i always said i would dye my hair and yes, now the front is light blue and i like it. its a change. more updates: got three shows coming up: one for church, a talent show for my sisters homeschool group after nagging, begging, and me jumping in YES! I CAN PERFORM!, and school house rock all one month after the other haha gonna be a busy month :)

today i surprised even myself by wearing an old blue hollister sweater and some aeropostle jeans. yes, i know. it felt different from the standard blood on the dance floor graphic tee and pink skinnies...i also left my hair down and didnt tease it, wore a bare amount of makeup, and everybody was surprised.

of course, i still wore my osiris sneakers. im not that sure of myself, haha.

the point is, im so sick of being labeled "emo chick." i dont want my clothes/hair/makeup to define me. i dont care if wearing green skinny jeans are cool...maybe i want to look preppy/ghetto today (and for the first time in the entire school year, the most popular girl in the seventh grade talked to me...and im like woman please u know who i am im the chick who sings lmfao in the hallways...and then she left) and guess what? i did.

and boys: i dont know what to do about them. all the ones who seem to like me are the bad boys. idk, maybe they see me as a "bad girl," which i am not, other than the fact that i listen to rap and get in-school suspension for talking hahaha. but im single, will be for a while, because all these stupid guys are just lowering my tolerance for idiots...

yep. just an update post. nothing exciting here, but hey, my life cant be thrilling 24/7. comment, yadda yadda, see yall later :D <3