my english teacher gave us this creative~ writing project to do to go along with Cold Sassy Tree about something in our junk drawer or w/e and why we kept it and what it means to us.  Sure, that's easy enough.  The only problem is, my whole room is pretty much a junk drawer.  I have so much crap that i can't bring myself to throw away because I'm the worst packrat you'll ever meet.  I think I'm probably going to end up writing a poem about this shit-tastic art project i did in elementary school, or my great-grandparents' candle holder things.
i donno. it would be easier if she just told us to write an analytical paper or w/e.

i haven't posted in a fairly long amount of time,
so i thought i'd post something.

school's going ok.
my parents kinda freaked out when my four week grades came home and i had a C+ in English, but w/e, w/e.
they don't know my life. it's up to a B now, so they can shove it.

we bribed our English teacher today with like, 5 gallons of Coca-Cola and 10 pounds of Junior Mints to push back the due date for our paper that was supposed to be due tomorrow. it was glorious.

i have the worst allergies right now, omg.
i don't even know what pollen or w/e i'm allergic to, but there must be alot of it in the air right now,
because i couldn't even sleep one night bc i was hacking up a lung.
maybe it's ragweed. idk. maybe i should go to the doctor. f that.
i could probably diagnose myself better than my doctor.
and it's like allergy medicine just goes right through me.
FMsinusL.

YOU GUYS HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I MISS YOU.
ESPECIALLY DANI BC I FEEL EMPTY WITHOUT THE MUTUAL ABUSE.
IDEK. I MISS ALL OF YOU.
so i guess i'm just sayin' "wuzzup?"

oh, man, i haven't posted on this thing in the longest time.

this summer has been busy and crazy, but fun and totally worth it.
i have college campus visits scheduled...eek.
it's scary to think that i only have one year of high school left.
i'm not quite sure i want to grow up yet.

so the topic that has come up recently:
i'm actually excited about this whole panic split.
sure, it's sad/weird and all, bc they've been my favorite band for all of my teenage years and it will be strange not seeing the four of them together as a band, but i think it's for the best.
best of luck to ryan and jon in whatever they do,
and i'm sure brendon and spencer will lead Panic! at the Disco to greater things.
at least i hope so, with all this hype pwentz is making.
so, on that note, i'm sososo excited for august 16th when i go see them with fob and blink.
that's been my dream concert since i was 13 or 14, and although i imagined ryan and jon being apart of it as well, this will do.
=]

and lastly:
i have the best BFFL in the world.

so tomorrow is my English AP test,
and i'm kinda nervous.
i really, really need to get a 4 or 5 on this thing.
dnw to have taken the test, got an almost 4, and still have to take the class in college.
and...my uterus hurts.
but that's ok, because it means i'll be in the clear when i go South Padre Island in three weeks.
i'm sooooo excited.
a week of beaches, real seafood, a bazillion pictures (i'll post some), and a killer tan.
yeah, i'm stoked.
=]

only a week left of school.
will we make it?
i hope so.

i can't believe her.
how disgusting can you be?
sure, lets just give up 10 years of best-friendship for no reason whatsoever...besides you being a self-centered, pathetic ass.
you go around boo-hooing because we won't talk to you (which is shit, because we tried to), and then you're short with us when we, or rather I, try to be pleasant and talk to you.  you obviously don't care that much, since you've blocked the three of us on every social network imaginable. 
i don't get it.  she's the one that blows us off repeatedly. we have every right to be disappointed with her, but it ends up being her that cuts ties right after she cried and whined about us being "mean" to her. mary's right, we should just be through with her.  i don't hate her, not at all, but i do feel really sorry for her.  i hope that one day, when she learns to grow up, that she'll finally be able to rely on herself and not leave every single person that has ever supported and cared for her in the dust.  i just hate that in order to get there, she felt the need to cut ties with us, her best friends.


on a happier note....i went to the zoo this afternoon and got a jellyfish stuffed animal.  it's name is Smuckers. yeah, i thought it was pretty clever. =]

Prom was last night.
i've slept 3 hours in the past 36 hours.
it's great.

( the rest is under the cut )

Village Inn at 4:30 in the morning after being up for almost 24 hours?
count me in, gurl.

idk...i thought this was funny.
=]


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i love thunderstorms.
especially ones like the one we had this evening, when the tornado sirens go off.
i guess i just have this insane obsession with being on the brink of danger, but not quite in the red.  I'm not dumb enough, however, to be in the red, and i'm just protective enough that when anyone i care for is in a greenish-yellow, i go bonkers...like when my brother and dad were at the soccer fields during the storm. Granted, they were in the club building...but still.  I can stand on the porch watching the sky turn dark green, but everyone else better be in the damn basement.
and that's my rant for the day.

oh, and my sister is a ridiculously good artist.
she's drawing me a picture or two right now.
i think i'll post them once i get pictures
=]

i went to see the Snakes and Suits accoustic tour last night, The Academy Is was the headliner.
it was an amazing show,
beside the fact that i couldn't see because almost everyone was taller than me.
and i'm almost 5'9".
that was ridiculous.

my sister and her friends were soooooo annoying though.
and went totally teenie infront of sisky.
but he was a total sweetheart to them, and i thank him for that.
gabbi got to hug beckett, so her life is complete.
sisky is taller than i thought he was.
beckett was dressed like a gay cowboy.


i procrastinated all week,
so i get to read all of Metamorphosis today.
joy.
shove an apple in my back now.

my internet has been down for a couple days.
it's back now, obviously
=]

happy belated birthday, bianca.
i got you a present
=]]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z-ZjvY39RlQ
enjoy.


so i got a twitter.
you know, for kicks.
follow me?
i'll follow you.
http://twitter.com/cassiegab

boredom hath inspired me to posteth some olde stilleth pictures from whenth i was still adorable.

( clicketh )

this conversation made me laugh so much.
tyler: "so i went to claire's last night because my brother was getting his ears pierced and i was trying on bracelets...and they didn't fit me. what about those overweight girls who the bracelets can't fit? do they get left out? see, alicia's hands are the same size as mine! they wouldn't even fit her!"
me: "well...claire's is a store for little girls whom have smaller hands..."
tyler:"...oh yeah... that store is so random. anything that doesn't belong in other stores, they put there. all those hair ties and backpacks and shit. why isn't there a store for guys like that?"
laura: "you should make one."
tyler:" i will! it'll be epic. i like the name Charlie's."
laura: "i think Philip's sounds better."
and that's my 21st Century Studies class today for you.
we talk about Claire's and we're taught by an Under Armour model.

do you know what the most bad ass thing ever is?
singing and dancing to Kanye West while wearing shudder shades.
doing so makes you feel like a bamf.
and then you go to watch livelavalive....and you're like,
"wow. i just reek of awesome."
and...that's my story for you.
i was there.
=]

it figures.
the biggest snow storm of the year, and i already had school off anyways.
my sister and i went outside to play in our 7" of snow.
it was great...we felt like we were five again.
i made a Ryan Ross snowman...
it was basically a ball of snow ontop of a stick
=D

museum brain exibit today.
there was this thing that if you put your forehead against it, it would pick up brainwaves.
when i did it, it didn't pick up anything.
my face----> D=
it worries me a bit.
but it's lolz worthy, like, i don't have any brain activity or whatever.
i think the machine was just wacko.

my friend and i are writing this group paper for english about Walden...
actually, she's writing it, and i'm nodding my head in agreement.
i would feel bad but...i don't.
this could just be another time that she saves my life.
i'm cool with that.

i'll just buy her a car or whatever.