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

Acting

I guess it was last month...towards the end of November...that I started thinking about my choice of career. I mean, I love the thought of Psychology and it'd be awesome to do it and everything...I mean, just the studying sounds exciting to me, but there's this nagging little voice in the back of my head that keeps saying 'You want to be in a movie'. I mean, sure, I suppose every child wants to be famous when they're young...and some of them even make it onto the big screen...but I never was cut out for it.

The one time I was in a professional play (if you can call a church performance 'professional') was when I was 7 (I think...) and I couldn't sing during the whole damn thing because I had a cold. I was standing there on the stage, flapping my arms along to the movements I'd learned and hackign my brains out every five seconds while my partner was trying to sing...I finished the play, sure (I -unfortunately- still have the videotape from that night...horrible memory, really...), but It was really bad acting.

Then, another performance was when I was 11 and in the 6th grade. Instead of assigning oral reports, our language arts teacher decided to have a play instead. I didn't hack this time -thank GOD-, but I couldn't laugh and fall out of my chair...I was too embarassed. But I did end up having to sign karaoke in front of the entire 6th grade...mortifying. Seriously, I can't sing and I don't know why people insist on telling me that I can...I recored songs sometimes, and I sound awful on every one of them...

But anyway, back to the point...

I do love acting. It's fun, you can be someone you're not, you get to wear awesome costumes, and best of all: you meet a lot of amazing people. I mean...I watch the extras of DVDs all the time, and on most of them, there's a section called 'Behind the Scenes of so and so'. I watch them all and hear how people talk about their time on set and see what happens in the camera down-time...and I'm amazed. It all looks so fun and cool and family-like.

I have a huge family and I absolutely love it. I love my cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, in-laws...everyone. I love the get-togethers, the holidays, the stories, jokes, the all-around good times we all have together. And being on set with a bunch of people you have to work with...that's like one huge, everlasting family get-together to me. I mean, really. You get to work with the people you hang out with. What could be better?

And, I confess, there are celebrities I'd love to work with...Jared Leto, Bruce Willis, Jennifer Aniston, Reese Witherspoon, Steven Strait, Kelly Preston, Juliette Binoche, Judi Dench...all amazing actors and actresses and I'd love the experience of working with them. I guess I'd just have to start acting somewhere and get discovered. Right...I'll tell you if anything like that comes up, shall I?

-.-'

--Cassy