Cassidy got an award because her blog is lovely

Yes, yes, my blog is luv-eh-lee, I know. But just to prove it I got an award that says so! SO GIVE IT UP FOR...the amazing lil' MELANIE!!!!!!!!! (She gave me this award) So thanks so much, Melanie, and now, back to the program....

Here it be:

And it CLEARLY states that my blog is lovely. And so I shall now award it to 3 (just 3, mind you) of my UL-TI-MATE favorite blogs. (Yep. This post is a lot more dramatic and shouty then I usually am. Just read on, oh person)

Um, I choooooooooooooooooooooose,

Loulou's Lil Bits
Something Beautiful
and The girl in the Purple Pants: Middle School

Congradulations, all of you! I shall not make you aware of your mistake, uh, I mean, award! So, toodles and NEVER, EVER FORGET TO COMMENT!

Q

I've been thinking about the letter Q. It's not that important. Unless your name is Queenie, or Quentin. Or Quendolyn. Or Quran. Or Quinn. Or Que-
WELL WE KNOW THERE ARE NAMES THAT START WITH Q BUT THOSE PEOPLE DON'T MATTER TO ME!

Ha ha, I'm just joking, if your name starts with Q then you've clearly got an interesting name. But think, what REAL words start with Q? Quickly. Questionable. Quirky. Quack. Those are words that come to mind. But there are some more interesting Qs. Like...
Quadplexes
Quaesitum
Quantum
and quaestor are what I found by doing a quick Google search! I only know what one of them means:

Quaestor is an ancient Roman official responsible for public revenue and other financial affairs. And trust me, that is NOT from memory, it's click-and-paste. But, still, who would've known that? WHO WOULD'VE CARED? Who'd ever read this miserably boring post?

Okay, guys, here's your challenge: I want you all to find me three more words that start with Q and they can't be ones that I've named. If you can, then you're absolutely awesome. :)

Love,
Cassidy the Q-Monisa

Who missed me?

I'm sorry I haven't posted
I'm sorry I've been missing
I'm sorry I haven't been here
I'm sorry I've been gone (YES! Fist pump!), our laptop was out and the computer downstairs was blocked off because my parents are painting! I missed you guys SO much! :)

For those of you wondering, our Cabaret went absolutely great. I did good, I think. I watched the tape my dad made and noticed that 1) most of the children were far too quiet and 2) My face looked white in the camera. Wonderful.

The Grinch went good too. The seven o'clock show almost didn't, though. Remember Leo? How he broke up with his girlfriend and was all emotional? Well, it's happened again, but this time, it wasn't Makayla, it was Trudy, and she was coming to see the seven o'clock show.

Leo got SO emotional. He spent the whole time backstage having minor panic attacks and anxiety and sobbing and crying and sulking and pouting and scaring the little girls. One more thing about him that frustraits me. Leo is frustraiting.

However, the show went great! The after party was cool too. There was a strobelight. Mom said she tried to make small-talk with Leo and she said it was one of the oddest experiences of her life. We all feel that way when we first meet Leo.

Oh, and Addie, I shall inform you that we had chickenless nuggets for dinner. :)

Love,
Cassidy the Monisa

Nervous...tired...bored...slightly depressed...anxious...and a partridge in a pear tree

That's how I feel right now...today's another dull Friday morning, I couldn't find my math textbook, mom left her purse at a restaurant, there was only ham for lunch (I'm vegetarian, for those who don't know), and MY PERFORMANCE IS TONIGHT!!!! Wow, I can't believe it's here! If you comment, I'll give you tickets to the show!

Well, that's not entirely true, but you should still wish me luck. :P

Who knows what a partridge is? Like in that song. And pear trees. I didn't know pears grew on trees. Well, duh, I guess they do. I mean, where are the gonna grow, out of your car windshield? Yeah, that's not really realistic, but no one cares.

I gotta go now. Bye and wish me lots of luck!
Cassidy the Monisa

Driving around the state (WOC edition)/A thank you

It's one of Cassidy's famous TWO TOPIC POSTS! Dang, I barely do these anymore. I used to all the time. I guess Cassidy evolving into a new, better, more weirdish blogger.

Topic one:
Today, my mom was talking to Corrina in the car on our way to CHILL. But she wasn't paying much attention to where she was going, so we ended up on the way to church for no good reason. Then we got to CHILL late, and guess what?

Only me. Only today would it be cancelled.

Yup. You read the type. It was cancelled. AH! Nuts! Come on! Why would you do this to me, Mr. Fate? Why would you send us all around the world and back for no purpose? Well, actually, there was a purpose. We bought dad's Christmas presents. (Shh, don't tell him!)

Oh, and this was just the WOC rendition. To see the original post on Llamas and Lipstick (my other beautiful blog) please click here.

Topic two:
I just want to thank everyone out there who's reading this. This blog means a lot to me and I appreciate all the nice things you guys say about me and my blog. You all have to know that you're the sweetest, nicest, most wonderful group of followers a person could ask for!

A special thanks to:
Dad: For, well, being my dad!
Loulou: You are probably my most enthusiastic follower! You almost always comment and I want to tell you how much it means to me having you on this big hunk of computer screen. You're a friend and a great one at that, and I want to let you know that. (oh, and you have a good blog :P)
Addie: For commenting on my very first post (forever later :D) and following and un-following and following again. I love craziness. And you rock.
Everyone else who makes this blog what it is: You're all too kind to comment.

My very first post was Saturday, April 12th, 2008. I was nine. I wanted to be a rock star. I loved Webkinz, Hannah Montana, and randomness. I was a nine year old girl!

Now, I look back and see how different I am. Here I am, typing this, completely different in every way. Blue nails clicking away, peace-sign bracelet, hair half-done up in a ponytail, half-hanging in my face like a mop. Jeans torn in five different places, two socks that don't match, gray shirt that reads "I know Karate, and like three other Japanese words" and freckles splattering my face.

No matter how much I change, my blog still has the same value since Day 1. Quote from first post, "I think blogging can help me share my thoughts" Unquote. That's still the motive here and gosh, this is a long post!

You guys are wonderful. Thanks and love,
Cassidy the Monisa

(To view my first post, please click here)

Ho ho ho

I expect you're all anticipating the arrival of Santa Claus in the near future. I am. Dad told Aidan that Santa Claus isn't real yesterday on the ride to rehearsal. (Speaking of Aidan and rehearsal, Kidstour, what the rest of the kids are, performed the Grinch for Aidan's school today! I did not make an appearance. I am in Centerstage. Our performance is this weekend)

Anywho, Aidan thought it was hysterical. He laughed. Today, he was very mad about it though. *Sigh,* I will never understand the minds of the other sex.

Alright, so, I got all my Christmas shopping done except for dad. I got mom a, oh, she's right next to me at the piano (well, halfway across the room) so I won't say. And I got Corrina a, well, who knows if she's reading this! (I got her a poster)

I want video games, video games, and video games this year, but if Santa won't get me that, I wouldn't mind a few decent video games. Or video games, if he wouldn't mind. But what I want most of all is video games!

Have I mentioned to you new guys that I'm into video games?

I'm also into downloading Christmas music to my HANDY-DANDY MP3 PLAYER! And that's what I'm doing right now, actually. Sure, you get sick of them within a week because they're so darn annoying, but who cares? I still got three gig left!

Ugh, this is such a boring post! I can't even stand the sight of it! Don't even look at it! Just comment! Spare yourselves from my incredible ordinary life! (Yo, I'm an actress. I must be dramatic)

Love,
Cassidy the Mo-ho-ho-ho-nisa.

I don't wanna grow up, I wanna be a Toys R Us kid

It's CHRISTMAS TIME happy December! Know what that means, right, guys? That means that every parent in the world will most likely be visiting a TOY STORE for their kids! And every child in America wants (well, with the exception of ME because the store is all dolls-and-trucks and other stereotyped children's toy) their folks to visit TOYS R US, the scariest toy store ever!

Yup. It's that time. Time for mommy wars. "But MY little girl wants that doll!" Those fights can lead to broken bones and broken toys, people. This is a time for gentleness, right? Please control yourselves from throwing other people into cash registers because they got your Bitzy Blah-Blah doll that your daughter Betty just REALLY wanted.

SUCK IT UP!

Like I said, this is a time for gentleness.
Love,
Cassidy the mega-hyper Monisa