Just One Of Those Days...

I don't title these enough...I'm bored...Facebook is boring. I really like using '...' things. They permit much more rambling than a very serious period. It's the end. A ... says theres more. Not to be deep on my silly and sometimes innapropriate blog for school... <-----Does this thing have a patent?

Alien Story For Bonus**

         The Little Alien That Couldn't

Once upon a time, there was a cute little alien. He decided he would destroy the world. He landed his cute little spaceship in the park, and pulled out his ray gun. Just his luck, there was a whole orchestra playing right there under his nose. He laughed a cute evil laugh. Then the glorious music reached his ears. He was so touched he cried, which is totally unheard of for an alien of his species. Putting his ray gun away- but not before vaporizing a stupid squirel - he got back into his spaceship and flew away.

So this day has been fairly boring....I'm sooo not ready for piano this evening...I'd like to make a shoutout to the idiots in 3rd period...I need a job. FML.

So the two girls next to me ------>
 might possibly be insane. Last night my baby cousin was born, Ella Sophia Mason. She is adorable and looks just like her big sister when she was a baby. I saw my brother last night and he still looks like a bum. Some other family dropped my but yeah. Anywhosles........I'm very happy with the way my new hairstyle turned out. I was fixing it differently and BaBam!!! Lol just teasing, it's not that great. I'm very unhappy about all the dead roses...I'm pretty sure they're all from my ex-husband Taylor....he just can't let go. So just so everyone knows, I so prefer the live rose...jerks..And those girls next to me, not mentioning any names, (Jordan and Charli) are still laughing crazily...Man, I sure do use a lot of  ' ... '. Is it hereditary? What? Banana?

Yes!!

He is so gorgeous, when he smiles at me with those dark molten eyes, I melt. So anyway, I just needed to post this.

Hello

Secret Love
Sir Kendrick leaned his head back against the door, relieved. There hadn't been a man in her room. He hated losing control like that.
  "Its not love!" He said aloud.
Given enough time, he was sure he could convince himself that...

So here goes...nothing. Hi Jordan. I see you ------>

Secret Love Part four
"Thats it!"  Sir Kendrick exclaimed, "I'm coming in!"
There was a great crash as Kendrick knocked the door in.
"Whatever could be wrong?" I asked, forcing a look of innocence in my eyes.
"I know there was a man in here!" He thundered, his face turning a mottled red.
"Oh pooh! Does it look like theres a man in here?" I questioned.
"But...I...nevermind...goodnight, my lady. " He said, accepting defeat.

So my mom just whipped out a sweater with a "horsey" on it. Anywhosles, I love Nutter Butters. Alot. So I'm having trouble with this piano song. My teacher, Professor Ford  is forcing me to learn cross rythmn. Shoot me.Not really. So the craziest thing happened. Nothing. Thats all. No story. I went to the Arts Festival and I was recruited with another girl to paint faces. Immediately, two little blonde girls walked up to our table. Eager to smear paint on childrens faces and choke them with the fumes from the colorful hair spray, I asked one little girl what she would like. She replied, " a cobra!". Well, crud. Whatever happened to balloons and flowers? Or maybe even a butterfly? So I picked up a fine point paint brush and painted a green squigley line, then added black dots for eyes and a shorter red squigly line for a tongue. Perfect. After smoothly tossing my jacket over the mirror, I said,"All done!"
"Can I see it?!" The little girl pleaded, unable to suppress her excitement.
" Uh, sorry, no mirror."I replied, regretfully.
My PIC looked over at me.
" This little girl wants a scorpion...what should I do?"She asked, incredulous. I laughed aloud. Those were some seriously disturbed little girls....

Yup

Yesterday was very busy so I'm definitely looking forward to a little r&r. Man I wish I was rich so I could go home and have the butler do my chores and homework. Then I wouldn't have to look for a job....So me and Taylor broke it off. He was just too stifling and over protective. You know how that goes.  I'm pretty sure he blogged about our break up. I'm just too afraid to check ;) Anyway I've moved on. There is a certain freshman that I like though. A year and a half isn't that bad...right?...Maybe I should hold out for a college man in the medical field...

Secret Love -Part 3

Arthur turned away in disgust. "Is there someone else?" He questioned.
"Uh...yeah...thats it, I...It's Sir Kendrick...So you had better leave quick!" She answered eagerly. So eager in fact, that she pushed him right off the terrace that he had climbed up. With a rope no less. How unromantic. They are supposed to climb up a vine....

Long Day

Today was VERY busy. First of all, school is emotionally wearing...Then, apparently mom told a bunch of old people at the nursing home that I would come and play for the. She mentioned this about ten minutes before I needed to be there. Lets just say that there was a lot of improv going on. Thank God for loss of hearing in old age. After pressing random keys and old people trying to shake my hand (and missing) I finally made it out of there...I'd just like to say that I missed my blogging buddy today...you know who you are ;). In other news...Nothing...

SECRET LOVE -Part 2-
  There was a knock at the door
" Is everything ok your Highness?" My loyal knight called.
"Uh, yes...yes, of course!" I replied nervously."You need to leave!" I whispered frantically.
" If you can look me in the eye and tell me you don't love me, then I'll leave."
" If  thats all it will take, then I wish you would have told me sooner!" I exclaimed, maybe a little too loudly.
"If you don't unbolt this door, I'm going to have to break it down!" Sir Kendrick called from outside.
       ...to be continued

I only have a few minutes...ohhh ....well here we go...I'll just make something up...
          Secret Love

  " I love you!" He said passionately.
 "Hush you fool, we can never be!" I whispered, afraid one of the guardsmen would hear us...

Ughh...

Jordan:  I love your face
Me: Thanks!
Jordan: Blah blah blah
Me: So...Erin is following my blog and she smiled at me today...I'm scared
Jordan: Ha! She doesn't hate you!
Me: I don't believe you...
Jordan: She just said so!
Me:  AAGGGGHHHHH!!!! I don't understand!!! Is she there?
Jordon: Yes...she says hello...

Jordan Was Here(:
So my mom looked at my previous blogs...Soooo.....Guess what? Its worse than a generic Nutter Butters but better than Twilight...hmmm....are you thinking about it? Could you tell me when you fugure it out? Sooooooooooo...I've really got nothin to talk about. Maybe I can talk about what I look for in a man. He has to be tall. He needs to take charge. The coloring isn't that important. He has to cherish me....worship me....He needs to have blonde curly hair...;) Yes it's you Taylor ;) He loves me =) Today is our monthaversery. Anyway....I don't really have much to talk about...So here it is....I really want some cheez-its...Also I'm wearing this organic deodorant but its now the end of the day and it really stinks. Like spicy BO...hopefully those roses up above will sweeten the smell.

Are you making fun of my blog? Well stop. >(     <----angry face.

Whoops!

Whoa. I was just in my first car accident. I hit a lady head on. She laughed it off because I barely scraped her car.I didn't get a ticket or anything. Thank God. But its not like I could hide it from my mom. She is the claims manager and her company just happened to insure both of us. Thankfully the officer was very nice. I was so ready to cry, but strangely I was very calm. I am so relieved. Do you know what I mean? Like my first accident is over and it wasn't that big of a deal. I don't know. I have to go clean a Bigg Swigg out of my car now.

Girard !

 Man, he is soooooooooo GOOD-LOOKING!. Anywhoosles...it turns out that I'm now addicted to blogging. Is blogging twice a day...is that wrong? Like, is it as bad as updating your Facebook status every hour? Nah, I don't think so. So its nice and humid out today.*Sarcasm* My hair really appreciates. I should write a book...I would dedicate it to Jordan.I hope she recieves this. Or reads it... (princessjordanlee.blogspot.com) So yeah...I was boywatching (not stalking) and I came across a most delectable specimen...unfortunately he was wearing a Hatchets t-shirt and I need to be true to my school. Hmph. Just kidding.

Oh YEEEAAAAHHH!

Today I am discussing baby making. But not about the' love making' part. We are going to get into the exact science of how the baby is formed in the ovaries.Not really. But how misleading was that picture!? Ha! I tease. After being ambushed with a proposal for marriage for the 20th (not exagerating) time, I was completely exhausted. I refused of course, for I am happily married to a person who shall remain anonymous...Taylor *cough*Any way, Jordan and I were just discussing inter-racial 'love making'. I can't say anything else or Mrs. Smith will flip. I hate not being able to drive. I need a job!!! I can't believe that no one would hire THIS!!!!

Tough Day

Blogging is more fun than I thought it would be. I've been job hunting all evening in Washington.  You have to be eighteen to apply at Ponderosa. I skipped into Burger King, hopes high. "May I have an application?" I asked cheerfully. "You apply online." She said. Oh...darn...Then, out of the blue, or possibly the twilight zone, a boy (whose name I will not mention) confessed his love for me. I'm not applying for Burger King, needless to say. My next stop was Papa Johns. Its so much nicer on tv than in real life...I stepped up to the cash register and a man, about 20, stared at me blankly. Is it wrong to think that young men wearing those silly, fake diamond earings are going to try to take advantage of me? Anyway, after I recieved the application and had left, I promptly tossed it in the trash can. Outside of the establishment of course. Well ima gonna visit some old folks in the nursing home.bye.

First Blog

Hello. This is my blog. My blog is perfect. Don't even bother looking for mistakes. Banana.My name is Cassie. I am Sixteen and I don't have a job. I was fired just yesterday. They wanted me to come in at five in the morning. I guess I set it for pm instead of am and so here I am...jobless...I called and Liz(my psycho coworker, also a convicted felon for tying soemone up and robbing a bank) answered, "Hello, thank you for calling Shoney's in Jasper, how may I help you?" Me," Do you want my apron?" Liz: *hangs up* I like to play piano and read about history. My career of choice is Music Therapist. Today in Creative Writing, I have to write a paper about an alien in the park during a concert after something really embarrassing happened...any ideas?