Now Presenting Your Leading Lady

So my week started out crappy. It turned out amazing. No, that's an understatement. I haven't learned strong enough words to describe how I feel right now. The last two days have been like a dream. So it started Thursday in theater. Our director asked me if I could come see her. So I did. She told me about a show called "I Never Saw Another Butterfly". It's about a girl named Raja who was in a concentration camp during the Holocaust. It's really sad, but a great piece. So Raja is being split into two parts: young Raja, who is actually in the scene and older Raja, who speaks directly to the audience. And she wanted me to take one of the lead roles as young Raja. And my older part, who has to look like a 16 year old version of me is going to be one of my best friends Caroline W. I was almost calm at first, but when I went back to class to work on my skit, I fell down the stairs. I've been doing that a lot lately. Anyway, Caroline and I have known each other even longer than me and Stephanie! Since the diper days! I was the first one to tell Caroline, and she didn't believe me at first. Of course, it looked like I was lying because laughing and smiling. I personally don't think that huge-eyed Caroline and shrimpy me look much alike, but upon asking all the 8th graders in drama club and Cam, I guess we do. So I went to the mall with Julia Friday night and I was like "Well, this is a great ending to a perfect week." Until we went into DEB- the amazing dress store where everyone gets their semi dresses. Now for one, it's way to early for me to even be thinking about semi dresses, but my friends and I always go in anyway to try on the dresses and wish that one of our teachers would get married and invite us to their wedding so we could wear them. But the second I walked under the bubbly "DEB" sign, I spotted the dress. The dress of my dreams, that is. I slowly walked straight to it and said "Wow." I knew right away that I would walk out of the store that night with this dress. I would simply find some way and have some reason to have it. This dress was mine! My dream dress! And when I tried it on, I felt like it had been made for me! So I decided right then, in the tiny changing room, that my birthday (which is in less than two months!) would be masquerade themed and I could wear this dress. But there are only two people who know what the dress looks like and it will stay that way until the night of my party. In other news... I fell up the stairs last night! Yup, that's right, up! Since my stairs are hard and wooden, I now have large bruises on my shins and my knee doesn't like to bend. Great. At least it happened after the Christmas show or else I would have been screwed! Last night was Jen J's birthday party too! The 80s theme made it hard not to laugh at the costumes the minute I walked in. Crunchy hair, off-one-shoulder shirts, high tops, mini skirts, leg warmers, leggings, side ponytails, neon colors and loud jewelry made me realize that fashion has come a long way! Twister was hilarious, our game of Truth or Dare was the strangest I've ever seen, and I thought the police were going to come tell us to shut up when we played Singstar. Jen, you throw great parties! Oh, and if you got a prank call Saturday night... we don't know anything about it. ;)

The Show, The Snow, and the Pie

I am a bad blogger. When was the last time you heard from me? A month ago? No, one month and 3 days. That's just sad. You've missed so many of my fall stories! Halloween, Thanksgiving, the Twilight premiere, the Christmas show, the first snow, the long-waited arrival of the pie! How could I do this to you? Sorry! I don't really feel like starting where I left off, so I'll just tell you a little bit about my past month and three days. Halloween was great. Trick or Treating with Caroline W, Caroline P, Ellerey, Kaitlyn and Taylor. A couple of old people asked us to play manhunt with them. Instead, we whipped a Hannah Montana fruit roll-up (yes, it sounds creepy to me too) at them and ran inside, curled around our candy stashes to protect them. Our crazy night was followed up by a sleepover at Caroline W's and crazy dancing to "All I Want For Christmas Is You". Then there was the Twilight Premiere. At 7:15 pm on Friday November 14, Caroline, Shannon, Kathryn, Kendrah, Ashley, Alyssa, Jeffery, Becca, Ali, and I all raced into the local AMC for what I predicted would be my favorite movie ever. I was right. After struggling to find just four empty seats seats (the theater was packed with loyal teen readers, each wearing their Hot Topic Twilight apparel) and watched boring preview after preview until the moment we had been waiting for came. The very second you heard Kristin Stewart recite the Preface almost word for word, the entire audience went wild. Clapping from the mothers, screaming from the girls, and blank stares from their dates. It was not only the best movie I've ever seen, but also the best audience. Four simple words would sum it up: Time of my life. The next big event was Thanksgiving. In the car home from drama club with Caroline W one night, she said that Thanksgiving was her favorite holiday because of the food. I hate Thanksgiving food. Yes, I said it! I can just see your face. Mouth slightly and mindlessly open, not wanting to believe that there is actually someone out there that hates the turkey, mashed potatoes, sweet potatos, and gravy. Well, that would be me. Okay, I don't hate every Thanksgiving food. I like stuffing! And rolls! And cranberry sauce! And pumpkin pie! Is that enough? And I tried turkey this year. Now I can honestly say that I don't like it. So HA! Go ahead, think I'm crazy. I agree. My Thanksgiving at my cousin's house was also kinda crazy. My youngest cousin has quite the imagination, so when I wasn't watching one of them draw singing frogs, he kept me amused. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Rachel, who's the closest to my age, and I bonded over Teen Vogue and our matching iPods. But yesterday beat it. By a lot. Yesterday was the Christmas Show. It's my favorite dance recital of the year, the one thing that keeps me going during summer dance camp. Backstage at the show is the best. I only had mini snacks, but Stephanie (the beuatiful blondie up there enjoying her birthday party) saved me, exclaiming "I brought BIG food!" How could I live without this girl! She helps me with all the steps I can' t get (which is easily half of them), tells me exactly what to say to the AIM robots to get them on their last nerve, and has been one of my best friends since preschool. It may just be impossible to separate us, especially now that I'm her "personal slave". Only it's more like a "personal slave by will". I'd do anything for Steph, so when she has quick changes, not only do I organize her massive dance bag, I lay out all her costumes, pin in the hair pieces, and fix the seams on her tights. What a fun job I have! In case you didn't notice, that was sarcasm. Or scarcasm as some freakish "crisis intervention" training teacher told Mr.P and Mr. Wright (my amazing English and geo teachers). Apparently you're not supposed to use it in school, but pretty much everything that comes out of Mr. Wright's mouth is sarcastic. Anyway, I got off the important topic of the Christmas show! It went really well. I always panic before I go on, because I can never remember the first step. Once I hear the music though, I put all my trust in my clumsy feet, which is like betting on a sick (or dead) horse to win the Kentucky Derby. But somehow, they never let me down. And in my new black tap shoes, I felt like I could actually do it! When I walked through the crowded hallway after the show, I heard exclaims of "SNOW!" We were having our first snowfall of the year. How fitting is that? The sign of Christmas after the Christmas show. When I got home, I tore out my bun, fluffed my hair to it's fullest potential, and sprinted down the stairs to eat my long-awaited chocolate cream pie. I've been waiting TWO MONTHS for this pie! I ordered it from Julia in September and it came in a day before Thanksgiving. This pie was worth the wait! And I'm sure that you feel that this amazing blog entry was too. =)

The Wonderful World of Photobooths

I love photobooths. Is there a better way to capture the fun of a night at the mall? I think not! Here we have last Saturday with (from left to right) Jen K, Stephanie, and me. I'm not exactly sure what we're doing here. The cube was a little squished with three of us, but we've fit four before, so it could have been worse. Today was... interesting. We had an early release and our classes were only about 20 minutes each. Geography was the shortest and we talked about death penalties for the entire class! We always seem to wind up on some topic that has nothing to do with what we're learning about and ask random questions about it for half the period. Did you know that Texas has the highest execution rate? It's true. Remind me to never move to Texas. I'm trying to rack my brain for things to report, but there hasn't been much going on. I've figured out that the the other team has way better people than mine, so there aren't as many stories that will make you fall out of your chair laughing. Actually, there aren't any stories like that. How sad. This entry is wrapping up to be pretty boring, so I'll give a shout out to Jen K! She's got the blog bookmarked and dependably reads it every day! You rock Jenn!

The Mall Adventure

I miss D.C. That was the first thing I said when I got on the bus this morning. It's true, I feel homesick. That place became my home in less than 6 days! Brooke's there right now (envy, envy, envy) and I bet she's having a great time. Sadly, she doesn't have Kevin to share it with her! I finally got a picture of him up. Our poor, headless Kevin on the Clover Cafeteria table. ;) Today wasn't very exciting. It's Monday, what do you expect? But Saturday night was. I haven't had that much fun in weeks! Just Stephanie (stephaniecassandra.blogspot.com), Jen, and myself plus the ability to bottom-feed. Bottom-feeding is like what Spongebob does in that episode that ends with the gorilla and the horse running away. Yeah, we walked through the mall passing random strangers and doing that. We also did it in the elevator. The three of us took the elevator like 5 times for no reason. We got it to ourselves a few times and sang forgotten Brittney Spears songs at the top of our lungs. Forgotten to everyone but us, that is. We still know every lyric from when we were in kindergarten and would pop the CD in everyday after school, making up new lyrics that were so much better than the original ones and dancing around the family room. Things aren't like that anymore, but we sure got close in that elevator. We also had a dance party in Target. Stephanie brought her dinosaur-aged iPod (what would we do without that thing?), plugged it into one of the new iHomes, turned up the volume loud enough for the entire first floor to hear (maybe even the second if they were lucky), circled her finger around the dial and pushed play once landing on Womanizer. We danced around the narrow isle mouthing the words and doing strange hand movements that belonged in Napoleon Dynamite until this nerdy guy showed up. He worked at Target, and walked by quite a few times during our party to check on us. Eventually, he stopped, made a strange hand motion that we hadn't thought to do in our dance, and told us to "quiet down please". Steph mindlessly grabbed her dinosaur and we giggle-walked to Macy's. Oh, and then there were the wangsters and Mr. Nice Guy. There were two, wanna be gangsters in matching blue T-shirts that hung down to their knees at the mall. Stephanie and Jen spotted them first, claiming they were like "girls, girls, girls" when they passed. So after grabbing a giant Coke at the pretzel place, we walked by them, saying loudly "I DON'T JUDGE." They heard us and came back later to say "Remember, don't judge" to which we replied "WE DO NOW!" and ran away to find Mr. Nice Guy. He's this almost hot 16 year old or possibly tall 15 year old who walked by us and said hi. I stared at Steph and Jen to my left and screeched "do you know him?" Neither of them did, so it still remains a mystery if Mr. Nice Guy thought we were hot or thought he knew us. We never did find him after that. There was this whole plan to give him the rejection hot line number and everything! Oh well. I'll post a picture of our mall adventure tomorrow, if I have time to blog. It's an early release day, but I have ortho and hair appointments. We'll see. It's time for me to do some homework. Blahhhhhhhh. Let's escape to Washington D.C.

What happened to the past?

This is me at the Lincoln Memorial. Martin Luther King gave his famous "I Have a Dream" speech there. President Lincoln sits inside. And Kevin the pollypocket man was carried on the steps. Yes, famous Kevin! Well, famous among team 6-2 alumni. I'll post a picture of poor, headless Kevin tomorrow. Anywho, this week was SPIRIT WEEK! Sports team shirts Monday, crazy hair day Tuesday, dress up day Thursday (Only about a fifth of the school did this. Probably even less. For the record, I was not one of them), and band shirts Friday. But it was Wednesday that was the most important of them all. Red and White day. That can only mean on thing: RED OCTOBER!!! The one day that we get extremely short classes, run around in the gym to decorate instead of to get a passing grade, and stay until 7:30 to watch the cross country, field hockey, and football teams go against towns usually a lot better than ours. Last year's Red October was amazing (you'll only know why if your close enough). But this year, it was below 40 degrees, the hot chocolate tasted like boiling water, and there was barely any drama. Boring? Hell yeah. At least I had Steph to laugh at the fat football players with. We won our football game, lost one of the field hockey games, and won cross country only because the other team forfeited. Lucky people didn't have to stay out freezing their feet off. That's the only part of me that was cold. I found out that my new sneakers won't work in the winter. :( But whatever. Oh, and I forgot about the only slightly dramatic part of that day! I broke up with my boyfriend. There really aren't many details about it like I know he'll be looking for. That's not huge news though. I go through guys like I go through mascara. The big news is that I'm single again! Which is a good thing, because it's been a while since the last time I've been without a boyfriend for more than a week. A VERY long time. 10 months to be exact. ;) There were no cute guys at DC which was extremely disappointing. They all had weird names, glasses, and were in desperate need of some Proactive. So the rest of this week didn't consist of much. Today we were forced to board extra small, 10 year old buses with 6 foot tall rakes, and drive to an old persons house to take care of their lawn for 2 hours. My homeroom went to Mr. Hanaford's house where we found a Market Basket bag covered by some leaves. Get it, Mr. Hanaford's house and a Market Basket bag? Well it only took us an hour to clean the yard, and we spent the rest of the time eating our brown paper bag lunches and standing under the big oak tree, diving for any leaf that fell. The guys made a huge deal of trying to catch the leaves. I don't see how hard it can be to watch where it's falling and grab it. But they grabbed the air most of the time even though there were five of them directly in the path of the leaf. Halloween is one week from today. I'm going to be Minnie Mouse! I always get excited for Halloween. The 150 piece bags of candy, the barely ever creative costumes, and, best of all, the people with strange accents that ask if you would like a "Sneeeeeeakers" while handing you a Snickers bar. Yes, Halloween will be fun this year.

Miss me?

I'm baaaaaaaaack. That's the first thing I said when I walked into homeroom Friday morning. Although, it didn't feel like I was. I'm pretty sure that I was still in my little dream about JrNYLC. Did I really go to Washington? Did I really make all those friends? Did it really happen? DC was amazing. No, amazing is an understatement. Best time of my life is more appropriate. I've never had more fun. Me, 4 of my favorite friends, two suitcases and a cute new TH bag was all I needed. I was planning on telling you about two Fridays ago, but who cares about a boring school day when there are so many Washington stories to write about? The picture above is (from left to right): Stephanie (stephaniecassandra.blogspot.com), Sarah, and me on the plane. As we were taking off, I thought one thing "There's no going back" It was true. I was starting something new and, I didn't know it then, but the experience ended up changing my life. Anyway, we were watching Mean Girls and School of Rock, taking an endless stream of photos, and laughing at Joey and Allissa in the next seat over on the Southwest Flight to BWI. Since you have to have 3 in a row, the two of them were squished in with this big, grumpy, harry guy who they spilt Coke on. Poor guy. He kept giving us dirty looks as we left the plane, but did we care? Of course not! Why? We were in Maryland. That was my first time there, and I was loving it. The five of us were greeted by some lady named Marilyn. She lead us to another lady who helped us get our bags. Then that lady led us to this guy who raced us through the deserted airport to the shortly departing bus. We got there in time, all boarding with huge grins on our faces. It was about a 45 minute drive to the 4-H Youth Conference Center where we would be staying for the next 5 days. When we got off the bus, we spotted the "Young Marines" who were also staying at the 4-H. About 20 of them were lined up on either side of the brick walkway, hands behind their backs, legs spread shoulder length apart, staring straight ahead. I hoped that they weren't supposed to be our welcome committee. After waiting in line for about 25 minutes to check in and get my room key, I was outside again getting lost on the campus. The map showed an underground passageway, a ramp, some stairs, and a couple doors. That was enough to get me completely confused. I had to ask two cleaning people who didn't even speak English if they knew where room number 5105 was. Eventually, I slid my key through the slot and was granted access to my dorm. I was the first on there so I got the best bunk (on bottom so I don't fall off ;) ). I left my room, heading to get my name badge. I feel so empty without it now! We had to wear them everywhere at the conference besides the shower and in bed. I took a tour of the campus with Joey and went back to a large room where we played games like getting in groups and making weird shapes with our bodies to form objects such blenders and microwaves. As Stephanie said in her speech on our last day there "because that's what leaders do, right?" The rest of that day was a blur of new people. I met girls from all over the country. When we had our LFGs that night (Leadership Focus Groups), I met Christine, who's as big a Twilight lover as me! It took us a while to get off the topic about how hott Edward Cullen is. I also met Lindsey, a Junior Olympic Diver, and Erin, and Irish step dancer. We formed our group of cute girls right away. I loved the rest of my LFG, too. Those kids in Problem Solving 1 are hilarious and know how to make anything fun. At 10:00, I met my roommates for the first time. I would be sharing a dorm with Jessica, from Colorado, Nia, from Texas, and Susan from Florida. We were all kind of shy at first, but by the end of the night we were being yelled at to quite down. I was lucky not to get put in a room with any strange ones that had to label all their clothes or told you that they had a farting problem before you even knew their name. Yeah, that's what happened to a few of my friends. I really miss JrNYLC. It's hard to believe that my time there is over. Once again, there is no going back.

This is it.

Hey guys! I'm leaving for the airport in half an hour! I was planning on finishing a really long entry about yesterday, but I don't think I'll have time to before we leave. But I promise that when I get back, I'll have a desciption of my whole week from yesterday to next Friday! Yeah, I won't be able to blog while I'm at the conference. :( Sorry! Tell everyone I said hi and fill my seat in math! Love you guys! See you in a week!

Rubber ducks are cool!

The pig and apple fest was today. It's one of the very few things our town has to offer that most people come to and enjoy. This year's was probably the best one so far. The rides were a lot better, even though they were still extremely crappy. But the pizza, fried dough, and root beer floats made my day. Along with my rubber duck. There was this free game where they put like 20 big rubber ducks in a plastic container filled with water and you had to pick the one you thought had something on the bottom. If you got that one, you won a big duck the size of the ones in the tub. Otherwise. you just get a little one. So a very long story about how I got my ducks short, I got one of the little ducks, then "insert freakish person's name here" threw it in a trash can, dug it out, and threw it at some kid on a bike (God knows where my poor little duck is now!). So I went back to the duck stand and did the thing again. Luckily, the elderly man running it didn't recognize me, so my excuse that it was for my "little sister (who doesn't exist) who had already gone home with my parents" wasn't needed! It was about an hour away from the closing of the festival, and when I didn't win again, the guy gave me a little duck and a big one! It was awesome. Sadly, my new little duck didn't work, which was wicked annoying! But whatever. After the Pig and Apple, I went shoe shopping and got a cute pair of brown flats for DC, a pair of brown, tan, and blue plaid sneakers, and adorable knit slipper/shoes! I came home to find Feasting on Waves was on the Food Network and started my 3 and a half hours of television watching (I'm so lazy) with that. In that time I was able to see a new episode of iCarly, Drake and Josh, Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, the Simpsons, and some of The Notebook while flipping through Everyday With Rachel Ray to find good food to make this week. And now I'm here, lying in my queen size bed covered in an aqua comforter and lime green sheets, with an amazing HP laptop perched on my waist. The sad thing is that it's almost 11:30 and I'm not even tired! I'm such a night owl. Always the last one to fall asleep at the sleepover, but I've never pulled an allnighter. I have to find a friend that can do it with me! Maybe I'll try one tonight...nah. I have to go shopping for more DC clothes in the morning and I don't to be fall asleep on the thong table in Aero! That could be slightly embarrassing. But I might not be able to if I'm wearing socks. That's one thing that I figured out. I cannot sleep with socks on. I have no idea why. But I can't. I get all restless turn over a lot nd when I take my socks off, I'm fine! It's weird. I could probably stay up all night if I had socks on. I'll have to do that sometime. But for now, I'm tired and I'm going to sleep. Nighty night!

The dance! (finally)

So the dance finally came! YAY! Yes, I slow danced. With who? You should already know. Anyway, it was amazing. I was completely disappointed that we didn't do the Macarana, Cha Cha Slide, or Hamster Dance though! Those are like my highlights of the whole night. Haha, I'm such a nerd. :) Anyway, I haven't been on my laptop for days (sorry!!!). So here's run down of my week after Friday night:

Saturday: Julia and Jen K's parties! So much fun! Julia's was first. Val, Jen J, Kathryn, Rachel, Caroline, and of course, Julia were all there. We called Kiss, planning on requesting Hot n Cold, but at the last minuet, Julia decided that she wanted them to play Happy Birthday. She told the lady that, but whoever was on the other line just mumbled something and hung up. What a nice way to get the party started. So I called back (using Rachel's phone since my freaking AT&T "with more bars in more places" had none in her basement) and asked for Hot n Cold. Five minuets later, I was doing Stephanie's dance to it with Rachel. After a non-stop-hysterical time with Julia and her awesome obese cat, Lilly, I ran to my mother's car with Caroline and we raced across the bridge to Jen's house. We were the 3/4th ones there, surprisingly, since we were about 10 minutes late (Julia's ended at 4 and Jen's started at 4). I had my second slice of pizza that day (4th that week!) and 3rd piece of cake. Well, more like third huge mound of frosting since that's all I like off of it! :) After eating, we piled into Jen's mom's car and headed to the mall. Jen's plan was to have us do a scavenger hunt for a bunch of random items like an undressed mannequin and eating a food sample. It was wicked fun. For the undressed mannequin one, we were having a hard time, so we sprinted to Macy's, tore the clothes of a statue dressed in underwear, and took the picture. But some old lady was starring at us, and when we were leaving, we noticed her going to customer service. Opps! We ran back into the rest of the mall to find more stuff before she could get us. Once we finished the hunt, it was back to Jen's for some present opening and Freeze. At 8:00, the doorbell rang again, this time with my mom, and Caroline and I raced through the rain to the car with our hoods up. Caroline was going to stay with Caroline W for the night while her parents were away, and I was heading back to Julia's for a sleepover. This time, just Kathryn, Jen, Julia, and I were in attendance. When I got there, about and hour and a half late, they were doing High School Musical on the PS3. I tried to do it, and got a C because you have to sing in a really high, squeaky voice to get an A. The games made for 5 year olds!! It's extremely annoying. After, we did manicures. I cannot paint my own nails. No matter what. It's just another thing I'm incapable of. Haha. I had Kathryn do it instead. We stayed up til 4 searching for freaks from our school on myspace. We found one that made us crack up for the rest of the night.

Sunday: Came home from Julia's. Spent the rest of the day getting ready for DC!! By the way, 7 MORE DAYS! I've been waiting months for this thing! I thought I was going to die from being incredibly lucky when I found out I was going. At the time, I had just gotten the highest score you could get on the biggest Social Studies test of the year, had an amazing bf (who I know hate with every bit of hatred a person can stand), gotten the biggest role in the school play out of my entire grade, and school was out in less than 3 weeks! Could life get any better? Apparently so. I jumped off the bus in a happy moode. After getting myself a snack of delicious kettle corn (it may just be the most delicious thing in the world), I saw a smallish, off white envelope on the counter. It looked all official with a gold emblem as a return address. I tore it open to find that my science teacher had nominated me to go to the Jr National Young Leaders conference in Washington, DC!! That night on AIM, I alerted all my friends, including Stephanie, who then found out that she had gotten nominated too! I wish I could go back to that day....

Monday: Back to school. :( Not much going on today. Oh wait, there was. I walked into a door frame and stubbed half my foot so bad that I could barely walk without limping. I told you, I'm extremely clumsy!

Tuesday: Jen J was out! :( We had gym. I hate gym, with the female teacher that is always trying to get a good look at the girls. It's revolting. I had a note to get out of gym because of my foot in my pocket the whole day, but decided not to use it since I didn't feel like getting a 0. We had to do pull-ups and crunches. I'm pretty good at crunches, 56 is my record. But pull-ups are just not my thing. Last time I got none, since I couldn't pull myself up even 2 inches. This time I got 1/3! Yay! Now I know that if I'm dangling off a cliff, I can pull myself a third of the way up before plummeting to my death below!

Wednesday: Jen was back :), but Julia was out with a fractured nose! :( My foot is so bruised it looks like I colored on it with a purple Sharpie.

Thursday: Julia's still out! :( Nothing fun in school. Dance was okay. My my foot prevented me from doing any good leaps in Jazz. Although I did discover a new song that I really like. It's "The Show" by Lenka. "I'm just a little bit caught in the middle..." Ahaha.

Friday: Finally, an enjoyable Friday! We watched another creepy natural disaster movie in Geography, this time on Tsunamis. There was this guy they interviewed that didn't even know how to spell it. Pretty sad. After that, there a test in math. Not too bad, but I probably failed. We played "vocab bingo" in ELA. Jen won 3 games and I won 2. We both got tons of "Chinese, tainted candy", as Mr. P likes to call it. But I like Chinese tainted candy! It's so fake that it's delicious! Theater was fun. We finished our skit and presented it. It was all about me, Julia (who came back today!), Jen J, and Val having a sleepover when a guy selling makeup shows up. We get into a big fight with him because he's a guy and guys aren't supposed to sell makeup. So Jen gets really mad, and knocks him out. But she feels really bad about it, so we give him a makeover while he's unconscious to make him feel better. The best part of the whole thing was Val saying "Why are my pants vibrating? Did I leave Cheetos in them again? Oh, it's my phone." They way she said it made everyone crack up. In science we had another test, and then went home to get ready for the dance!! I already told you about that. But I'll say it again: AMAZING TIME!! :D

So that's all you missed. I'll try to post some pics from Jen's party later. Oh, by the way, in the above picture we have from left to right: Caroline P, Jen K, Heather, and me all crammed into a tiny photo booth at the mall! I love photo booths. I have to get a picture from one every time I go to the mall with friends. So far I have 4 covering my mirror, and tons more in my closet. The Pig and Apple fest in about an hour. We'll be runnning around tryng to find people we know. Who knows what will happen!

Caroline says "HI!"

Yeah, Caroline says hi! She's here, sleeping over. FUN! Fun is a normal thing to have when you're within a 2 mile radius of her. If you're not having fun. you're probably at a funeral. Wait, no, she would find some way to enjoy a funeral. Hold on, she wants to type something:

Hello! This is Caroline! I enjoy doing random things! Today's random word of the day is (Drum roll pleeaaaseeeee!)

DIN SUM!!!!!!

Thank you for listening to my gay segment! :-)

Wow. That was weird. But that's Caroline!!! Haha! Just a taste of what I listen to EVERY DAY, usually more than once. So today I watched an extremely creepy movie on earthquakes in Geography, had a quiz in math, and a really boring ELA class (which I made more fun by drawing hippies on the board. LOL!) Computers was...also boring. And science was.... still boring! Oh well. After school was way more fun. Jen J and I were going to go to the mall, and then Caroline wanted to come. So Caroline and I were in the car going to get Jen when Heather called and wanted to come too, so we picked her up, then got Jen, and raced to the mall. We saw Rachel in JC Penny, and continued on getting followed by this creepy old guy. Then at Starbucks, I was asking for Jen's opinion on weather I should get an Apple Fritter or Lemon Glaze Cake (no, I can't explain why their names for pastries so weird) , and they guy behind the counter ordered me to get the apple one. It was as strange a Bill (see below entry)! But the thing tasted amazing, so thanks weird guy behind the counter! After getting two birthday presents for friends, we returned to the car and laughed about Ms. Bilunas's fanny pack all the way home! And now we're here, watching a lunch dude on "Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader". So far, I've learned that I'm not. :) Oh, and a birthday shout out to Jen K and Rachel! :D HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

Life is Good

Wow, I really hate those shirts. They're just gay. So are crocks, but that's beside the point. Life is good right now. We had a geography test today which I aced. Math was actually pretty fun. ELA was just a typical ELA, and Science was better than usual cause I got to hang out with BF which was nice. The only bad part of my day was gym, and that's because we had to run a mile while getting timed. I beat last year's record with 9:45! Yay! I pretty much jogged the whole way though. I ran half of half of half of half a mile, which is 1/16. It's not just sad that I'm able to figure that out, but also that that's all I felt like running. Can you blame me, though? Wednesdays are so not fun because it's right in the middle of the week, when you really wish it was Friday. That make another day of the week that I hate. So far it's Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. That 3/7 of a week, which is extremely sad! Wow, it must really sound like I hate life right now. But I just said "Life is good" so that doesn't really make sense. Oh well. I'm confusing myself. That's another thing that life is: confusing. What else is life.... oh, weird! Weird is the opposite of normal, and life is anything but normal. And life is interesting, to say the least. Like this guy that called my mom today. His name was Bill. I picked up when he called, and he thought I was my mom, so he starts talking to me about how he's a democrat and voting for Barack Obama and how he helped campaign for Nikki Tsongas and John Kerry and all these other political powerhouses. And when I told him that my mom wasn't home, he asked where she was, what she was doing, what her cell phone number was, and when she would be home. When I tried to hang up, he asked me where I lived, how long I've lived here, and something else, but I hung up on him right in the middle of a sentence cause I got totally freaked out. I swear, this guy was a CREEP! That's another thing life is: creepy. It just kind of... is. I mean, when you think of all the scary and disturbed people out there, it's creepy! :) Still, life is, in one word, amazing.

The party, the "reunion", and the dance.

NEWSFLASH!!! The date of the fall dance was changed to NEXT WEEK!!! October 3rd, to be exact. I'm incapable of expressing how excited I am! The dances are the only good reason to go to school, besides getting to see most of my friends on a daily basis. But the dance thing wasn't the best part of my last few days (which reminds me, sorry for super late post!). Stephanie's mocktail party was. Best. Party. Ever. The mocktails were amazing, karaoke and the prank calls were so funny that my ribs hurt from laughing after, and the thought of Heather with the chocolate fountain made me crack up right in the middle of a science test today. Well enough about the fun stuff, let's move onto my normal boring life! I had an extremely small family "reunion" on Sunday. Just a little bit of my dad's family who hasn't seen each other in, what, a year? I would hardy call that a reunion. Aren't you supposed to have like a 10 year reunion where everyone gets hats that say their last name on them? Yeah, I've never been to one of those. Maybe they only exist in movies. Who knows. So my little family "gathering", let's call it, was not very fun. 1.Because I don't have any cousins my age, so I sat between my dad and 93 year old Great Aunt Claudia. 2. Because I ate too much and go sick afterwards. 3. Because I finished Breaking Dawn, the last book in the Twilight series, that day. OK, so that doesn't really have anything to do with the family thing, but it's still sad! Anyway, today and yesterday were just more boring days, in case you were wondering. Test, worksheet, test, review, test, notes..... and so my boring life continues.

STOP SHAKING!

You know what I love? A really intense dance class. That's exactly what I got last night. Tap was fun, jazz was hilarious (a reminder of why I love Thursday nights) but ballet was, and I can't believe I'm saying this, amazing. I worked soooo hard and it actually payed of for once. Of course I can't feel my legs now, but there's a good explanation for that. So we were doing our normal bar warm-up- grande-plié, stretch, grande-plié, stretch. But then, my left leg started quivering. At first just the normal vibration that shows when you're building muscle, but then like a full earthquake. And it wouldn't stop!!!! Every time I bent my leg, it started shaking furiously. After a while I got used to it but then I went into split with my right leg and that started shaking too, 10 times worse than the left leg! It felt like the ground was vibrating, but I pushed harder and got closer than I've ever been to getting a full split. Yay! But that was just Thursday. Now it's Friday, and I couldn't be happier. Friday and Saturday are my two favorite days of the week. Today we had a test on the states, capitals, and abbreviations of the United States and I think I got them all right except for Alabama because I couldn't remember the capital: Montgomery. Stupid Montgomery. Math was nothing special, just a pre-test on fractions, a lesson on how to use a protractor, and getting back yesterdays test (94%!) When I walked into English, there were shreds of magazines all over the floor from a collage project we're doing (my hands still hurt from all the cutting!). In AE we had to take the test that a person takes to become a citizen of the United States. I figured out that if I wasn't born here, they would never allow me in. Out of 25 strangely hard questions about our country (how many times has the Constitution been changed?) I only got 11 right. Although it was 4 points higher than the average of the rest of my class. But science was where things got really out of hand. Demented circles, counting worse than a kindergartner's, LED lights, and atoms Bob, Bob, Bob, and Frank were just part of it. Trust me, you don't want to know the rest. Now it's 5:29, I'm hungry, and I'm going to the mall with Jen to get Stephanie a birthday present. In case you didn't know, her birthday is in 3 days. I'm positive she wanted me to tell you that. Steph's the one in my above picture that does NOT look like a freak (in case you're extremely unobservant, she's the one on the left). We were getting ready for the American Idol concert, taking amazing pics and putting on piles of eye makeup. Dinner is ready, I have to go to the mall, and my Friday night adventures are waiting. You will miss me, I'm sure.

An up-side-down kinda day

What, did you expect me to post a normal picture of myself? I think not! So today was ok: an easy social studies test, confusing math papers, sentence structure in English, a strange kind of theater class (character development is not something that we would normally do, but I worked on it over the summer at a theater camp, so it's not a problem) and an overtalkitive science class. Fun? I think not! After school, I have nothing to do but homework, so I suggest you call me ((if I gave you the number)). The countdowns continue: 37 days til the dance and 24 more days til DC! I couldn't help thinking today how I wished it was still summer- going to American Idol Concerts in a thunderstorm with Stephanie, calling Kiss 108 just to bug them, going nuts over David Cook and wearing my lungs out only days before a show, getting stuck in traffic and yelling to strangers with High School Musical posters and apparel. I'd give anything to be there right now. Instead, I'm writing this for your enjoyment. I must go study now, dear friends, and I ask that you distract me with an IM of phone call. Have an up-side-down kinda day!

38!

What's 30-16+24? 38!!!! That's how many days until our school dance!! YES!! Yeah, it sounds way too far away, but I'm already planning!! It was the only thing I could do today without being bored with another day of school. I learned nothing. Just reviewing. In every class. The day started with a short and weird Geography class and ended with a Science class spent mostly on people sharing stories about atomic bombs and our teacher explaining how an atom is like a school dance (don't ask me!). Fun. But now I'm in my room, typing away on my laptop, reviewing strategies on how to get the stupid fan in Geo to face away from me so I don't have to go chasing after my papers again, and calculating how much money I would have to spend to get the perfect outfit for the October dance. But the dance isn't my only countdown: DC in 15 days! So many things to look forward to, but none coming fast enough. It's only the beginning of the week and I already need a vacation!! Ahhh! So there's not much to write about, the current events in my life are slow. If you invent a time machine, please tell me. And for those of you that know what I'm talking about, let's bring Kevin!!!!

I was wrong

I was wrong. I hate Mondays too. Yes, they're just as bad as Tuesdays (http://ablogaboutagirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/tuesdays-are-way-too-boring.html). After two days of sleeping until 10 am, I really didn't enjoy getting up at 6 again. So today was hot, humid, and quite boring. ELA was just going over a test that i got an A+ on and looking up vocabulary words that I already knew. Math consisted of getting another quiz back (102%!) and more geometry, the one thing I hate about math. Geography was all about stuff we learned 4 years ago, and science wasn't much better. We got yet another quiz back (98%!) and watched a video about how scrabble letters are supposed to help us remember the definition of "elements". No, I don't know either. But the highlight of my day was in art when I was assigned to a seat that I know will be fun. Yes, that's the best part of my day, besides my friend making chocolate covered pretzels which I very much enjoyed (http://www.cooking101withcaroline.blogspot.com/). Haha! Yeah, you could say that without much theater going on in my life right now, it's pretty boring. ;) God, I hope tomorrow will have some drama!

Too busy, but not too bad.

September 11 was last Thursday. I had dance after school and homework so I didn't get a chance to write anything. Most people my age don't remember much of importance from that day 7 years ago. Once again, I am not one of them. I never seem to be in the same group as a majority of normal people, so I suppose this makes perfect sense. But anyway, here we are, 7 years later. It's strange to look back on that day and think of how we were all panicking, so afraid that our lives would end at any moment, to remember the day before, when our country was enjoying the growing population and praising itself on the wonderful government. Times have changed. I can remember being in kindergarten at the Catholic school that I was at for 3 months before I dropped out. The Principal, Sister something-er-ather, came on the outdated loudspeaker and told every child from kindergarten to 12th grade, every teacher, every faculty member, and every parent volunteer what had just happened to our country. No one spoke. At the age of 5, all I knew was that something bad had happened, something that may hurt people. I thought of this in the silence until someone gasped. It was loud enough to be heard in our class from many rooms over. We all heard it. After that, some started crying. Not the little kids, but the teachers. I was still struggling to figure out what was happening. I wanted my mother more than anything. I wanted to be safe at my house, in our green family room with the black TV and my little green chair, and the long drapes that I could hide myself in. But I couldn't be. School had just started. I had to get through the day. And I did. We all did.

How true is it? Only the flower knows.

(Picture and poem by my bffl Caroline (cbplante)

It's raining!!!

It's Saturday! Yay! The week went so fast, and now it's finally the weekend!!!! But I'm not really sure why I'm so happy about that considering that I have a ton of weekend homework. Oh well, I'll get to it eventually. Anyway, Thursday was my first dance class of the season. It felt so good to be back in the studio and stretch out again. The new tap warm-ups were amazing! But on Friday, everyone was going crazy. There was a football game last night and everyone was there. Of course, it had to rain. Just what I had wished for last week when it was 88 degrees. We lost. I have to be a bad luck charm for them because I've never been to a game that our team has actually won. So the night started out with me and a couple friends getting pizza and listening to "Hot n Cold" (my new favorite song). Then we went to the game and got drenched, not that we cared though. Lol. There were some drunk tail-gaiters in the parking lot. They asked if we wanted a hamburger. I really regret not telling them that we wanted a hot dog and singing the "hot dog" song (the theme song for our trip to DC). Haha! You are sooo DirectTV.

Tuesdays are way too boring

I hate Tuesdays. Most people hate Monday, but it's Tuesday that really gets to me. Monday is the start of the week (the important week- the school week), and for some reason, I'm usually excited (to see the boyfriend I never talk to, to see the friends that I probably saw over the weekend?) Today consisted of a too-easy science test, a terribly boring computer class, and not enough homework to keep my mind off things I don't want it to be on. The one thing I have to look forward to is in 31 days, my trip to DC with some of my best friends! Yes, we are skipping school, but the whole reason we're going is for academic stuff, so does it really matter? Anyway, by the end of the day I was over-excited to get out of that place. I went for a bike ride (it's freezing out) and returned home to find time to write this. So now I'm here, racking my brain about what to write. Tuesdays are just wayyyyy too fun.

Field Hockey and the Beach Look

I had to sit next to the fan again today. This time, it was set on high, so when I put pencils on my papers to hold them down, it blew the pencils onto the ground. Yay, another way to look like an idiot! Exactly what I need, as if I'm not enough of a freak, let's put the fan in front of me! Put the fan in front of anyone else and it would blow their hair around and give them that hot beach look. Me? I blink a lot and my hair gets tangled. Anyway, we had gym and I attempted to play field hockey. Instead, I ended up hurting people with the stupid ball. You could say I'm not exactly athletic. That's why I dance, because there usually aren't any sticks or rackets or anything else I could whack someone with involved. However, there are in theater, my favorite thing in the world. Like, last year in our school production of Mulan, I was Mulan's grandmother and had a cane. I ended up stabbing a few people's feet with it when I put it down. I truly feel bad for anyone around me when I have something that could potentially be used as a weapon because even when I'm really trying to be careful, I normally end giving someone some kind of bruise. I also tripped on air today. Luckily, I don't think anyone saw, but still its another example of how extremely clumsy I am. What a wonderful life I have.

The Fan and 10 Months of Misery

So we're back in school. There weather: more humid than it was all summer. :( What makes it worse? No AC. Just a single fan attempting to cool off whoever the lucky person sitting in front of it is. I was that lucky person last Friday in Geography, and I realized that I really wasn't that fortunate. My hair got messed up and my papers blew all over the room and landed right next to the teacher as he was talking about something important. I was too busy devising a way to get them back without getting out of my seat and looking like an idiot to listen. Just great. And to think that the day before school started, I barely got any sleep I was so excited. Well, mostly to see my friends, but that affect wears off pretty quickly once I've seen them all for two days in a row. Not that I get bored with my bffls, just that I know I'm going to see them every almost 5 days for the next 10 months. Wow. 10 months. That's how long I have to think about school until summer. I miss summer. Swimming in my friend's pool, bike rides every day after theater camp. But no, not now. Too much homework. Yup, even on the weekends, we still get homework. Fair? No. Can I do anything about it? No. Do I hate it? Ohhhhh yeah.

Welcome to my life!

This is a blog about a girl. That girl is named Cassidy. That girl is me.

When I'm alone, I dream.

When someone is with me, I laugh.

At a party, I dance.

When it's all over, I think.

I don't hold back.

There are reasons why you should care.

If you tell me to stand on stage in front of an audience, I'll sing.

If you tell me listin to a certain song, I'll blast it.

In a second you can become the single most important person in my life.

But if you hand me something and tell me to throw it at someone, I'll throw it at you.