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:: 2004 20 October :: 4.12 pm
:: Mood: blah
:: Music: [all that i've got]

1. Who are you?

2. Are we friends?

3. When and how did we meet?

4. Do you have a crush on me?

5. Would you kiss me?

6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.

7. Describe me in one word.

8. What was your first impression?

9. Do you still think that way about me now?

10. What reminds you of me?

11. If you could give me anything what would it be?

12. How well do you know me?

13. When's the last time you saw me?

14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?

15. do you think im anoying?

16. do you think im hott?

17. do you even care about what i think of you?

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:: 2004 20 October :: 10.48 am
:: Mood: curious
:: Music: [Take it away]

i'm here.

am i the only one left here? o_o

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:: 2004 19 October :: 8.59 pm
:: Mood: cynical
:: Music: [cut up angels]

i hate listening to the things i listen to and the things i see. ... does that make sense? ..who cares. okay, i need to stop. uh. and collaborate. no okay lets not... get into the vanilla ice. i uh. damn it. i told him. :shrug:

i never want to.

which is nice.

i hate how i can't write in my journal about things anymore.

i could make it friends only but hell no.

on the topic of destiny... as i was mentioning before... you can't hide from it. that last sentence just fucked me up. totally and completely fucked me up. its like lying on a set of tracks with your hands nailed into the ground and you can't fucking get up. but toot toot. here comes the fucking destiny train. your right arm doesnt budge, and neither does the left. when you try, it fucking kills. fifteen years of scabs and old flesh tearing at the thick nails shoved through your palm. doesn't it suck? it's coming. and you can't fucking do a thing about it. ...wow. haha here comes the insanity laugh. the times your shitface dad decided to play hide and go seek is tearing at your hands while the rusted metal peacefully digs into your bare back. crazy isn't it? you'd rather the shards peirce your back and leave you coated in your own flesh and blood than feel the pain at your palms. ..but just... don't forget that... toot. toot. here comes the fucking destiny train. no matter what fucking happens, the train's still coming. so fuck it. fuck em. fuck drugs. fuck beer. fuck ... it. ::bursts out laughing::

hm and now my day...

the day was the usual. i got a detention during... lit. thanks to josh. ;D ... ha, no it's my fault, it really is. whatever. uhhm.

oh shit i'm not even going to get into this morning.

i'll leave that for the gossip crew to take care of... -_-

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:: 2004 19 October :: 10.11 am
:: Mood: crappy
:: Music: [Coheed]

yep.... When I get home my mom is going to personally shove my ass into the cubbord and beat me with a broom. --Or stated simply-- kick my ass. great. I'm so fucking excited. -_-

so i'm sleeping.
deep.
sleep.
sleep deep.
deep sleep.

wake up.

huh?

wake up. robert's here.

ow my throat.

your throat is not your priority right now. robert was outside soaking wet. i have him in the kitchen warming up. his clothes are in the dryer. wake up and feed him so we can get him back home.

:shoves face into pillow:

and here i am.

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:: 2004 18 October :: 10.16 am
:: Mood: bored

LEARN MORE ABOUT YOURS TRULY.


i n f o r m a t i o n
1. name: Casey, kc, Cas
2. single or taken: singleish
3. sex: female
4. birthday: June 27, 1989.
6. siblings: brother (16) brother (30) sister (33)
7. hair color: naturally blonde... it's dyed like... brown red.
8. eye color: brown
9. shoe size: 10 or 11.... =x
10. height: 5' 8"


r e l a t i o n s h i p s
1. who are your best friends? Robert, Ashley, Mandy, Josh, Bev, Sara, Rachel, Brielle

2. do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?: i don't want a boyfriend at the moment, thank you.

f a s h i o n s t u f f
1. where is your favorite place to shop: salvation army, bonton (lmao), sears, jcpenny, any of those stores, and i love going to walmart, but not for clothing. i buy my band T's at hot topic.
2. any tattoos or piercings: 6 peircings in the ears, a star tattoo on my wrist, (no ink), and eh.... i peirced my eyebrow with maria, then took it out, and i peirced my nose and lip with her too a week later, then took it out.

s p e c i f i c s
1. do you do drugs?: no.
2. what kind of shampoo do you use?: Dove, Finesse, or Tresseme.
3. what are you most scared of?: Losing the people that I love most.
4. who is the last person that called you?: robert
5. When do you want to get married?: whenever i feel like it, how about that? xD
6. what would you change about yourself? fuck. my self confidence and my... self image and everything its just.. wow.

f a v o r i t e s
1. color: gray and sometimes turquoise
2. food: burritos, duh.
3. boys names: luke, rob, ryan
4. girls names: jess, ivy
5. subjects: physical science was great.
6. animals: horses, cowsies

h a v e y o u e v e r
1. given anyone a bath?: yes
2. smoked?: yes (:waits to be shot:)
3. bungee jumped?: hell fucking no. (says the bull rider)
4. made yourself throw up?: yes
5. skinny dipped?: yes like 3876923 times with jillian and a few times with rachel and a few times on my own.. lmao.
6: ever been in love?: once for real, and almost another time before.. shit happened.
7. made yourself cry to get out of trouble?: yes.
9. actually seen your crush naked?: my current crush? oh fucking god i wish. (whipped cream) ;D
10. cried when someone died?: yeah
11. lied: eh.
12. fallen for your best friend?: erg... yeah.
13. been rejected?: duh. stamp fucking reject on my forehead.
14. rejected someone?: yar
15. used someone?: i don't think so
16. done something you regret?:


c u r r e n t
clothes: light blue jeans... green tank top... bracelets... necklaces... robert has my kc necklace.. and... whatevah. er and my hairs up in a high pony tail.
music: the used
make-up: Eyeliner, mascera, coverup...
annoyance: right now? the chair squeaking behind me.
book you're reading: i just finished "if you come softly"... yes, very sexy.
in cd(tape)player: The Used
in dvd player: 8 Seconds
color of toenails: pink and red
color of nails: red, maroon, pink, purple, black

l a s t p e r s o n
you touched: josh
hugged: robert? ... i think.
you im'ed: jess last night i think
you yelled at: my... mom. i think. BAH I DON'T REMEMBER THIS SHIT!
you kissed: my mom. haha oh um.. a boy? :snort::: ...um. kyle mcmahon. wait haha..... shut up. ben buckner. wait.... oh um... was... my teacher just... bah.

a r e y o u
understanding: yes
open-minded: extremely
arrogant: not at all.
insecure:
interesting:
random: insanely
hungry: ehhh...
smart: sometimes.
moody: not always.
organized: ha. no.
shy: sometimes. depending on who i'm around.
difficult: sometimes. when i choose to be.
attractive: i have an attractive mind which i love. it's only attractive when it wants to be. or when i want it to be.
messy: yes.

r a n d o m
In the morning I: wake up and groan: "fuck."
love is: death actually. live it, you'll know.
i dream about: i havent had a dream in a couple weeks. that's crazy.

o p p o s i t e s e x
what do you notice first: eyes (kind eyes, cold eyes... etc) and personality.
last person you slow danced with: who knows. simon.
worst question to ask: "will you go out with me?"
who makes you laugh the most? Rob, cause of his laugh, then josh, all the time.
who makes you smile? Rob and Josh.
who do you have a crush on?:

d o y o u e v e r
sit on the internet all night waiting for that someone special to im you?: depends who that is..
wish you were a member of the opposite sex?: totally.
wish you were younger: no.
cry because someone said something about you?: no. if they can't get the fucking balls to say it to my face, then fuck em. it's not worth it.

n u m b e r
of times i have had my heart broken: once
of hearts i have broken: i have no idea. if i ever... have... i'm sorry? i don't think i've ever.
of guys/girls you kissed: two girls... quite a few guys...
of continents i have lived in: ehhh one.
of tight friends: one.. two.. three... four.. five. five.
of cds i own: not a lot. ha, like... 25-30
of scars on your body: i'll count if you'd like. ...somewhere around twenty. give or take a few more or less. i hate my star scar. that was stupid.

f i n a l q u e s t i o n s
1. do you like fillings these out?: yeah sometimes.
2. gold or silver: silver
3. what was the last film you saw at the movies?: wow like um. Twisted.
7. favorite cartoon/anime?: i hate cartoons. EXCEPT ED ED AND EDDY!
8. what did you have for breakfast this morning?: i don't eat breakfast like... ever. but today i had toast!
10. who would you love being locked in a room with?: josh.
11. could you live without your computer?: probably... not for long.
12. would you color your hair? already have. "It's been like, every color of the rainbow"
could you ever get off the computer?: yeah.
14. habla espanol? Si, un poco bueno. Yo hablo espanol mucho en la clase de spanish y en la casa. Entre un examin el.
15. how many people are on your buddy list?: a tad over 200.
16. drink alcohol?: yes
17. would you date the person you got this from? ashley? ha! um... sure.

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:: 2004 18 October :: 10.10 am
:: Mood: calm
:: Music: [The Used]

I'm like... obsessed with this CD. and I love this kids hair. It's coarse, but nice. and shaggy. and strange. and fuck, my world wide web teacher isn't here and that pisses me off because I was going to bitch at her like woah because of my grade. She fucking ignores me in class because i'm farther along than she is, and I could make a fucking better computer teacher then she could so fuck her and her damn wig. GR.

i hate how i can't write in my journal about things.

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:: 2004 17 October :: 10.43 am
:: Mood: bitchy
:: Music: [Love and Death]

carry me with all my regrets. this is not a small cut that scabs and dries and flakes and heals. and i am not afraid to die. i'm not afraid to bleed. and fuck. and fight. i want the pain of payment. what's left but a section of pigmy size cuts? much like a slew of a thousand un-wanted fucks. would you be my little cut? would you be my thousand fucks? and make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid? to fill and spill over and under my thoughts. my sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter. i'm cutting trying to picture your black, broken heart. love is not like anything. especially a fucking knife.

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:: 2004 15 October :: 10.09 am
:: Mood: aggravated

fuck.
i find it sad that i can't even write in my journal anymore about things.

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:: 2004 13 October :: 10.16 am

LMAO
i forgot about this... then theres a dashboard one, too.

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:: 2004 13 October :: 10.15 am

RACHEL AND HER MOMMY!
HOW CUTE!

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