I Wanna be the One to Walk in the Sun

I am aware this is a cover. Thanks.

1. Can we talk about for a minute how the Bears beat the Eagles. If you're not living under a rock or allergic to the Internet you probably already know about this, whether you like sports or not. My boo Jay Cutler  played his best game ever, and made all of those douche bag analysts shut up for a hot sec. Oh, and not to mention I HATE Michael Vick, so the win was awesome for that reason too.

2. This post from a little over a year ago is funny. Actually it's kind of perfect. In the sense that I'm talking about the same thing and I feel the same way (stuffy nose and everything - but maybe not that extreme). The only difference is there was no man-love between Cutler and McNabb, nor a pouty finale for Jay.

3. I am 21. Wanna know what I did? My brother took me to dinner at Glory Days with a $40 limit. We made it out with $5 to spare. That's right, my brother took me to a sports bar and I remember everything. I didn't get drunk. I'm still cooler than you. :) I don't necessarily feel different, but there are privileges  to being 21. For instance, concerts, art galleries, and winning free food with Kaysie because of my wealth of random knowledge.

4. Thanksgiving break was much needed. I started having crazy dreams about both of my jobs. My rule normally is when I start dreaming about  work, it's time for a break. And two dreams two nights in a row is screaming for a break.

5. I went shopping at JC Penney on Black Friday, like I always do, and I spent $83 - which sounds like a lot, until you hear that I save $126. Boo and yah. I am good at this deal shopping thing. Thank Jesus my birthday and Black Friday are friends - I don't know what I would do if they weren't a couple.

6. The semester has two weeks left, and not only is that crazy, but I am strangely calm. Don't worry, I haven't learned how to handle stress yet. But we'll see what happens in the next two weeks and what the casualty count will be by December 17th.

7. Yesterday was Kirsten's birthday. So this is for her, from her favorite website. Oh, and this.

8. Kaysie and I are starting a girl band. We're holding auditions.
Requirements: must be a terrible singer as well as willing to join our women's curling team.

Damn straight that's lime green plaid.

i see that part of this has something to do with mediocre memory

this take is harder than the old and new combined

Hey, it's been awhile, I am going to try and get back in the habit of updating this again.

Since I last bailed:

- I'm 20 (not a teenager anymore).

- I bought my precious iPod Touch.

- The JONAS game on DS is the best.

- My table is covered in paper that I need to glue in my book of crazy.

- I flirt with guys and I don't care.

One of the reasons for this random update is, I would like to address some issues, and hopefully warn some of my current friends and family.

- If you hurt me in ANY way, and I forgive you and you turn around and do it again, I don't want anything to do with you.

- If you pull any double standard bull shit, go fuck yourself and leave me out of it.

- If you neglect to include me in on personal information that effects me as much as it does you. For example, typically, you tell someone when you're dating.

I am sick of putting up with people using me and abusing me, just to hurt my feelings so they can get off with a laugh. It is sick you go out of your way to find something to ruin what I like. I am done dealing with people screwing up, hurting my feelings, and trying to put the blame on me. A human can only put up with so much crap from one person. So next time you think about being funny or lying, maybe you shouldn't do it because if you do, it just shows how much you don't care, (and it doesn't matter how funny it is).

I can't deal with any of this anymore. I'm done.

(But then again to you all, my feelings clearly don't matter to you - I'm not slitting my wrists over you.)

YOU ARE ALL IMMATURE AND RIDICULOUS - I DON'T NEED YOUR NONSENSE.

Please grow up and stay out of my life, because I'm done with all of it.

This is all I need:

(Especially to make me happy.)

And all those things you say out of nowhere

I'm taken back by you

iTunes, you know me so well. :)

I can not take these boys. I really can't. They're everywhere. Driving me nuts. I want them all. I'm talking all over the spectrum. I have one in mind specifically that I think I may work for, but we all know how these things go.

Tomorrow is my birthday. Woo. I was really surprised when Anthony offered to buy me a present, even though I know he wouldn't actually buy me something.

Tomorrow is going to be interesting. Hopefully exciting too. As long as he isn't a fucking idiot.

I got my end of the semester cold early. My body couldn't hold back anymore. But with my luck this stupid cold/sinus nonsense will stick around until the end of the semester. My body hates me - but that's obvious.

I really hate girls. I know every girl hates other girls for being catty bitches, but really, we are - I'm being a catty bitch right now by complaining about girls being catty bitches. But srsly, some of us are just too much and it's ridiculous. You're friends because you're evil for no reason. And you're just a bunch of jealous whores, literally. I don't care that you hate me. I don't care that you want to get laid. I don't care. I can't help I have better curves than you. Just shut up or slit your throat before I do.

Tonight I have to write a seven- to ten-page paper. That's awesome. I'm not trying to write this stuff.

In better news, the Bears and Eagles are playing tonight! Woo! The perfect game for my birthday! We'll see if Jay Cutler has aim and if the defense can finally play without Urlacher. From a girl's perspective, I like both their uniforms, they both look really good.

The Giants finally won a stupid game.

And I want to meet a diehard Lions. I mean I'm talking s/he wakes up every Sunday morning saying "We've got this. We're going to win this week. I can feel it!" This person would be my best friend. No joke.

Last night Kaysie and I ushered/raffled a play. The usher dude was super serious and intense, it was awesome. Def a younger girl creeper. Lots of lesbians. The stage glowed with gays. It was a good. Definately a much better production of Seussical than Bird's.

Well I am going to watch the game and the Bears are going to either kick ass or get their asses kicked.

swine flu.

Thanks DB.

A.I.M.

Home is best. (Monacan wishes it was legit like the alt.)

The alternate is legit.

Not afraid to stare you down until you blink

It's everything I see, every part of me Gonna get what I deserve I got, I got nerve

For anyone who knows me, I will fight someone for an iPod Touch. I even posted my excitement in September about the $100 drop in price. Since my birthday is Monday and Christmas is a month later, I am going to save all of my gift money and purchase an iPod Touch for myself. Since my family can not afford such nonsense, I am taking it upon myself to get myself something I deserve. iPods and I have a very tragic history, and for once, I just want what I want with no trouble! Now, you might say to yourself, "Cassandra, why haven't you bought one of the cheaper iPods?" Well reader, the 8GB is out of the question since I have almost 10GB in my iTunes as of right now. And when the 16GB was available, I would've filled that up pretty quick, so 32 seems like a nice place for me to be.

I don't understand what my problem has been, I am a freak when it comes to boys. That's all my brain thinks about. And not in the "I need to get laid" kind of way, but in the "I'm suddenly surrounded by cute boys that actually talk to me." It's interesting, I feel like something has changed, where I'm now the pretty girl, rather than the weird outcast no one likes. (Note: I do NOT agree with this new movement of thought; I still feel like the old.)

Two more days until my birthday!

Four more days until I go home!

Thunder and lightning in the city is the prettiest and the scariest.

I really want a Nintendo DS. Of course I need another thing to distract me from life, but c'mon there's a JONAS game. And in this fabulous game, you can dress them! As Kirsten informed me, there probably isn't a Level X in the game, but I can trySLASHdream, right?

I need to wear blue and pigtails more often.

Yeah yeah, I know. Shush.

(I'd like to see you play professional football.)