Tis the season to be...ha-ppy...? That works.

Well, as you can see (or maybe you can't...who knows?) I've revamped my blog. The old pink/green/purple layout wasn't working for me...The colors didn't melt as well as this one. Blue is a good color. I probably would've used a different color, myself, but I like that particular blue swirly picture I used as my header background. Anyway, I think it looks good. I also added some links to the side bar with another one of my nifty names...that have nothing to do with each other...But whatever. Anyway, those are links to some of the blogs I like to check up on a lot...Mostly because it's family members, close friends and funny things. I highly recommend Cute With Chris and PostSecret...Some of the best blogs ever.

What else is new? Well, I got a C- on my Latin test (really, barely getting the C....one point less and it woulda been a D.). Needless to say, my teacher was less than thrilled. But I got a B on my vocabulary test, which she was happy about. So, I guess I did one good thing.

I got an A(+) on English, go figure. I was very surprised that I didn't have at least one thing wrong...One word spelled incorrectly, one grammar mistake...Nada. Zip. Zilch. Makes me wonder if she actually even looks at my tests....Hmm.

In German I got a D...surprise, surprise. So far, my grades in German have been F, C, D. All I need is a B on this next test to have a nice, well-rounded GPA. Right. But she's assigned us to write papers in pairs about people in Alma Mahler-Werfel's life...I have her late last husband, Fraz Werfel, with Michi Szalay, a funny boy in my class...I went through quite a process to get paired up with him, though...I originally had Alexander Zemlinsky (don't worry if none of these names sound familiar...I never heard of most of them, either), but then I switched with a girl who had Sigmund Freud (please tell me you've heard of him...). Two other girls had Sigmund Freud, neither of which I would've wanted to work with, but it just so happened that the best friend of one of the girls was working with Michi, even after she'd said she didn't want to work with him (we pulled pieces of paper from a box), so I switched with her and got stuck with Michi and Franz. Franz Werfel is one weeeeeeeird guy...But not as weird as Oskar Kokoschka, who had a life-sized doll made to look like Alma, his ex-lover and model, who aborted his child from her womb and wounded his sick and twisted pride. He took her to the theater, slept with her and eventually chopped her head off at a wild party. He called that "closure".

I call that "obsession".

Anyway, so now I have to write a paper with Michi, not to mention I have an oral report on Martin Luther King Jr. to prepare for the 29th...I still haven't read the whole book...I should probably start...Haha. But I've already written up the hand out, some quotes for the overhead projector and what I should probably say. I'll have to paraphrase that into something that can fit onto a notecard, though...And I've also marked the pages where I'll be reading out of the book. Probably more to come.

In addition to reading my own book, I also have to read 'Frühlingserwachen'...A book about sexuality in the 19th century. I swear, it's so funny reading everything, because it's so different from what we're used to reading in school. I can remember when she told us what the book was basically about..."This book...is about...pornography." Everyone laughed Now we have to read it out loud. No one's laughing anymore. Haha. Except me. But I always laugh...Whatever.

To some other wordly news (meaning no school, just life), I've been uncharacteristically happy for the past week or two and I know exactly why. xD It started with my own, personal "happy rain" and it escalated into conversations with Dib and that went on to more and more conversations and more happy rain and endorphins from gym class and then a nice, relaxing weekend with lots of conversations with everyone and Monday we had a free for all gym class, because our teacher wasn't there and I played badminton the whole time and I think I threw my arm out and then on Wednesday I read the best blog post on Myspace ever and another conversation with Dib followed and now I'm just elated and happy and floating and a survey helped too and I think I'm now the queen of run-on sentences. Ha, Ley. I beat you.

Another reason I'm happy is because I found cheap flights to America for October. October is going to be a great month. Not only is it because I'll be turning 17 soon, but because I get to go to America for a week and my sister's getting married on the 18th and I'm a bridesmaid. But I'm not too sure if that's a good thing yet. We'll see. Anyway, I'm psyched about the week before the week because I hope I can maybe spend a day with my friends...hopefully. I know it'll probably never happen...But hey, a girl can dream, right? And dream I do.

My MP3 player broke last thursday (that marred the endorphins from gym class a bit), but I got a new CD player and 7 blank CDs, so I can burn a lot of music on there...I just need to find the right combination of music.

I don't know what else to say except that my hair is turning blonde again and I have a monkey key chain on my belt loop and my palm has been slaughtered by a needle...My thumb has, too, though. The thumb looks worse, cause I peeled the skin right in the creases, so it looks like it was sliced open...ihehe. Oh! And my upper right arm hurts like hell because Nadine and I had a punching match today before Biology...and after...and in French...and on the subway...Haha.

So, now that I've said quite a bit more than I originally had in mind, I'll bid you all adieu.

--Cassy [[has a monkey on her pants and YOU DON'T]]

P.S. [[you suck cause you don't. xPP]]

P.P.S. I forgot to say wir filming tomorrow from 4-7 pm...xD

Hold up, wait a minute, put a little love in it...

I've come to the conclusion (oh no, another one...^^) that Eric and I tell each other way too many things. Haha.

Whenever we're on MSN, we talk about what we're doing and that usually leads tosome interesting conversation about the colors of our socks, what we do with legos and where we sit in movie theaters...hehe.

Oh, and how we think the other would look if we took pictures of ourselves on our phones in front of a mirror (I had to laugh at the thought of Eric doing that with his fedora...it'd just look way too weird with him)...

But aaaaaanyway.

I'm kinda bored...and have nothing else to do and Alex emailed me (xD I dedicate this blog to Alex, haha) so I decided to post. Only now I don't know what to post anymore...So I'll enlighten you all (ha, you all when I have a total of 1 readers..^^) with something I wrote up a week ago.

To understand this, you'll have to know some things:

1. I'm a roleplayer. I roleplay on proboards sites, mostly for harry potter and sky high...
2. This list is mostly only about me and my two roleplaying buddies, Lee and Ley.
3. Not everyone does this.
4. If you can say 'yes' to more than half of these, you're addicted...no matter who you are.
5. and lastly, this was made just for fun. ^^

You know you’re addicted to RPGing when…

-you constantly talk about your RPG characters as if they were real
-you type things in UBBC codes
-you know what UBBC means
-you have inside jokes with your characters
-you spend your offline time waiting for people to post to your thread, even if you already know what'll happen
-you get shocked when it DOES happen
-your friends all think you’ve got a crush on a fellow RPGer because you spend so much time playing with them and then get offline and talk about them
-you spend hours making signatures and thinking about people to use as your character’s celebrity rep…even if you know you’ll never use them
-you fall in love with a character
-you have multiple sites all based off of one ground site that are basically all the same, but with different twists and plots, just to see what would happen…
-when you type something in an IM and there’s something wrong with it, you search for the ‘modify’ button
-you choose your character’s speech color according to their personality
-you cry when something bad happens to your character
-your character represents you and everything you want to do, but can’t
-you know how to end a thread perfectly
-you get annoyed when people make a post with tons and tons of grammatical errors and spelling mistakes
-you know multiple HEX color codes by heart
-you fight over who’s going to start the next thread
-when you’re bored, you post a super long post about nothing at all
-if posting is going too slowly for you, you write the end of the thread and/or plot they way YOU want it to end
-when you can’t think of a plot, you take something you’ve been joking about with other RPGers…even if no one was really all too enthusiastic about it in the first place
-you can make something good out of that meaningless thread
-you name your posts, so people know who you posted as when you tell them
-you refer to past threads when you don’t remember something that happened
-the other RPGers know your password
-you can’t go a day without RPGing without going completely insane
and, last but not least…

-YOU SPEND ALL YOUR TIME THINKING ABOUT HOW YOU WANT THINGS TO HAPPEN, BUT YOU NEVER WANT THE SITE TO END.

--Cassy [<3's>