Lolol.
Telling Owen to guard the food was a bad idea.
Lolol, Heather's still in the fridge.
Lololololol, I'm so uncool.
Watching Total Drama Island.
I haven't been on Quizilla in a while.
How's everybody doing?
Leopharry's Journal
May 9, 2008
No. NO. >=[
Well, good-bye Parts 15-20 of my Ron story.
Yup.
It's gone.
Because they only have 1-14 on Quizilla, and I only have 21-the most recent on my computer.
you, Quizilla.
I'm going to fanfiction.net.
It was just an option earlier.
Now, it's my only CHOICE.
Bye, 'Zilla.
You were great before you sucked.
posted at 2:19 am EDT | 0 comments
May 4, 2008
My life is complete.
I just saw Avenue Q.
I have fulfilled my purpose. :D
posted at 10:20 pm EDT | 1 comments
May 4, 2008
Well, that's a little upsetting.
This kinda depressed me.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=fJuNgBkloFE
I mean...
I'm not stupid...
Right?
D=>
posted at 12:52 am EDT | 3 comments
May 2, 2008
;_;
Maybe it's because I've had a terrible week.
Maybe it's because, for the first time, I've finally thought about how fragile life is.
Hell, who knows. Maybe it's just because I enjoy hurting myself like this.
Whatever.
Whatever the case, today might be the worst day of them all.
Rugby is ruined for me.
Trashed.
Alright, I should explain.
Our practices are co-ed (boys and girls practice at the same time, on the same field). Only thing is, they're two seperate practices.
Well, we'd just split up, the backs and the forwards, and suddenly, all the guys are rushing all over the place, to the cars, and we look to where they'd been practicing.
One of the boys is laying on the ground, screaming.
God, it was terrible.
He'd broken his ankle, in two different spots, just from practice.
And now I'm afraid.
I'm being a stupid effing chicken.
But the sounds he made...
It makes me afraid to get up and walk. =[
Huh.
I'm not in the mood to talk right now. =/
See you later, guys.
Maybe it's because, for the first time, I've finally thought about how fragile life is.
Hell, who knows. Maybe it's just because I enjoy hurting myself like this.
Whatever.
Whatever the case, today might be the worst day of them all.
Rugby is ruined for me.
Trashed.
Alright, I should explain.
Our practices are co-ed (boys and girls practice at the same time, on the same field). Only thing is, they're two seperate practices.
Well, we'd just split up, the backs and the forwards, and suddenly, all the guys are rushing all over the place, to the cars, and we look to where they'd been practicing.
One of the boys is laying on the ground, screaming.
God, it was terrible.
He'd broken his ankle, in two different spots, just from practice.
And now I'm afraid.
I'm being a stupid effing chicken.
But the sounds he made...
It makes me afraid to get up and walk. =[
Huh.
I'm not in the mood to talk right now. =/
See you later, guys.
posted at 9:41 pm EDT | 1 comments
May 1, 2008
Found it.
I realized now what it is.
It's been six months since November third.
God, I miss you, Nana. =[
posted at 7:51 pm EDT | 0 comments
May 1, 2008
It's not getting any better.
Life is so...
Strange.
It's just, like... everyday, I do the same things. Wake up, eat breakfast, scavenge for clothes (because I have, like, none), go to school, rugby, go home, sit on the computer for hours, stay up until about three o'clock in the morning, then sleep and start the same thing.
Everyday, I just come back to this empty house and expect something.
It doesn't have to be big. Just... someone at home for once. Maybe mom to have gone grocery shopping, or Kate to be in a good mood. Or even mom to be home, alone. Without whatever god damned boy toy she's got now.
It's things like that that make me give up hope altogether.
What's the point of all this? What's the point of any of this?
[[By the way, thanks a ton for the music suggestions. No, I'm not being sarcastic, I'm sincerely grateful.]]
Strange.
It's just, like... everyday, I do the same things. Wake up, eat breakfast, scavenge for clothes (because I have, like, none), go to school, rugby, go home, sit on the computer for hours, stay up until about three o'clock in the morning, then sleep and start the same thing.
Everyday, I just come back to this empty house and expect something.
It doesn't have to be big. Just... someone at home for once. Maybe mom to have gone grocery shopping, or Kate to be in a good mood. Or even mom to be home, alone. Without whatever god damned boy toy she's got now.
It's things like that that make me give up hope altogether.
What's the point of all this? What's the point of any of this?
[[By the way, thanks a ton for the music suggestions. No, I'm not being sarcastic, I'm sincerely grateful.]]
posted at 6:02 pm EDT | 2 comments
April 30, 2008
I'm feeling low.
Does anybody have some sad music to listen to?
It doesn't necessarily have to be sad, just sound sad. I'm not digging into the lyrics too deeply right now. =/
It could be the happiest song in the world, it just has to sound sad.
Also, I'm open to anything. As long as it's... slow.
Thanks.
posted at 10:39 pm EDT | 6 comments
April 19, 2008
I love Rugby. [[Just one swear word. And it's used positively. xD]]
Seriously.
I've never played a sport I love so much as rugby.
It's just...Jeez...
What a rush!!!
We had a game today. We lost, of course, because we're a new team. But we played HARD.
Unforunately, our scrum-half is in the hospital, and one of our props has a concussion. =/
And because our team's so small, we had to borrow some players from the other team.
But it's alright. We didn't lose that terrible. The score was only two to one. =]
I just hope the rest of our team is ok. =[
Today's was a weird game, though. I played two completely alien positions. It was strange. O.O
I'm normally the eight-man, right? Today, I played flanker and... *gulp* hooker.
I didn't do well for either of them. I really wish she'd left me as eight-man, I'm good as eight-man.
But you know, it was alright. It was different. =]
I love our team, though. We're not the best, but for a new team, we're pretty damn good.
We have some forwards who are just [[pardon the French]] fucking outstanding. Run STRAIGHT through some people on the other teams, without getting tackled or setting a maul.
It's amazing. =]
AND I made my first tackle today!!!!!
As a matter of fact, I made THREE! ^-^
See, I'm pathetically wimpy. I couldn't even tackle people in practice.
But today, at our second game, I made THREE tackles. One of them being the biggest girl on their team. Which I consider a success, because she plowed straight through three other people who would have been able to take her otherwise.
I'm just... proud of us. Despite the fact that we lost.
My mom and sister watched my game today, too. ^-^
They were surprised at the fact that I got right back up and ran after being tackled.
Then again, I've never given them reason to believe that I would before. xD
Haha. I was tackled this one time, and the girl made me roll backwards before I could place the ball. xD My mom told me after the game that she freaked out, and couldn't watch. xD
I don't know. I just feel really good about being on the team now that I actually did something worthwhile, you know? =]
Ah, well. Good night everyone. =]
I've never played a sport I love so much as rugby.
It's just...Jeez...
What a rush!!!
We had a game today. We lost, of course, because we're a new team. But we played HARD.
Unforunately, our scrum-half is in the hospital, and one of our props has a concussion. =/
And because our team's so small, we had to borrow some players from the other team.
But it's alright. We didn't lose that terrible. The score was only two to one. =]
I just hope the rest of our team is ok. =[
Today's was a weird game, though. I played two completely alien positions. It was strange. O.O
I'm normally the eight-man, right? Today, I played flanker and... *gulp* hooker.
I didn't do well for either of them. I really wish she'd left me as eight-man, I'm good as eight-man.
But you know, it was alright. It was different. =]
I love our team, though. We're not the best, but for a new team, we're pretty damn good.
We have some forwards who are just [[pardon the French]] fucking outstanding. Run STRAIGHT through some people on the other teams, without getting tackled or setting a maul.
It's amazing. =]
AND I made my first tackle today!!!!!
As a matter of fact, I made THREE! ^-^
See, I'm pathetically wimpy. I couldn't even tackle people in practice.
But today, at our second game, I made THREE tackles. One of them being the biggest girl on their team. Which I consider a success, because she plowed straight through three other people who would have been able to take her otherwise.
I'm just... proud of us. Despite the fact that we lost.
My mom and sister watched my game today, too. ^-^
They were surprised at the fact that I got right back up and ran after being tackled.
Then again, I've never given them reason to believe that I would before. xD
Haha. I was tackled this one time, and the girl made me roll backwards before I could place the ball. xD My mom told me after the game that she freaked out, and couldn't watch. xD
I don't know. I just feel really good about being on the team now that I actually did something worthwhile, you know? =]
Ah, well. Good night everyone. =]
posted at 10:28 pm EDT | 0 comments
April 7, 2008
I went to the hospital.
I've got strep throat. Fevers can be a... crap, what's the word? Symptom.
But I'm ok. =] The fever's gone down, now my temperature is around 98.5 or something. They gave me some Tylenol, and some antibiotics, and I have to get a prescription filled, but I'll be ok. =]
And in the hospital room, we stayed just long enough for me to watch Metalocalypse. ^-^
So it was a win-win situation! =D
But I'm ok. =] The fever's gone down, now my temperature is around 98.5 or something. They gave me some Tylenol, and some antibiotics, and I have to get a prescription filled, but I'll be ok. =]
And in the hospital room, we stayed just long enough for me to watch Metalocalypse. ^-^
So it was a win-win situation! =D
posted at 12:28 am EDT | 2 comments
April 6, 2008
And NOW this is the topper for my day. =]
My temperature.
First time I checked, it was 102. Second time I checked, 102.7. NOW, I check it again, and it's 103.5.
My legs feel funny.
I'm thinking the hospital might be a great place to go.
Unfortunately, mom doesn't agree.
"Take some Ibuprofen, and drink some clear fluid."
She's not even HOME.
=]
Loving this.
Plus, I feel shaky. =D
This is awesome.
posted at 8:46 pm EDT | 2 comments
April 6, 2008
Have I mentioned how many times I hate...
The doctor's office?
Seriously. Doctors + me = not a good match.
Which means me + swollen tonsils = not a good match.
=[
My throat hurts, and I've been sleeping almost all weekend. ;_;
I'm tired.
But on the plus side, no school for me tomorrow. =/
Honestly, I'd rather have school. I'd rather have pins in my eyes than the doctor's office. =[
"I'd rather die than go to heaven."
I swear, if anyone can recognize that quote, I will hug you. =]
posted at 6:18 pm EDT | 1 comments
March 29, 2008
OH MY GOD! SWEENEY TODD!
Hey, that rhymed! =D
But yes.
I have finally seen the much-talked-about Sweeney Todd.
I DEFINITELY see what all the hype was about.
*drools*
Why is it that Johnny Depp was designed to look INCREDIBLYSHMEXYLICIOUS AS ANY CHARACTER?!?!?
And also how is it that, no matter what Helena Bonham Carter is doing, she manages to look extremely gorgeous? D=
*is jealous*
And don't even get me STARTED on Jamie Campbell Bower.*drooooools*
And the music!!!
AND ALAN RICKMAN!!
AND TIMOTHY SPALL!!
AND HELENA BONHAM CARTER!
The whole time, I was waiting for Rupert Grint or Emma Watson, or even Daniel Radcliffe to walk in. xD
Oh my God.
I feel bad for you guys. For the next little while, all you guys are going to get is Sweeney Todd spammmmm.
=P
Sorry! ^-^
Really, though, I'm not. =]
But yes.
I have finally seen the much-talked-about Sweeney Todd.
I DEFINITELY see what all the hype was about.
*drools*
Why is it that Johnny Depp was designed to look INCREDIBLYSHMEXYLICIOUS AS ANY CHARACTER?!?!?
And also how is it that, no matter what Helena Bonham Carter is doing, she manages to look extremely gorgeous? D=
*is jealous*
And don't even get me STARTED on Jamie Campbell Bower.*drooooools*
And the music!!!
AND ALAN RICKMAN!!
AND TIMOTHY SPALL!!
AND HELENA BONHAM CARTER!
The whole time, I was waiting for Rupert Grint or Emma Watson, or even Daniel Radcliffe to walk in. xD
Oh my God.
I feel bad for you guys. For the next little while, all you guys are going to get is Sweeney Todd spammmmm.
=P
Sorry! ^-^
Really, though, I'm not. =]
posted at 9:09 pm EDT | 6 comments
March 28, 2008
I should really consider...
Marrying rugby.
Look at the positives:
1) It would be totally platonic (which is EXACTLY what I would love in a relationship).
2) Rugby would never expect any reciprocation.
3) Rugby wouldn't mind if I cheated on it.
4) It's a great career move! =D
and 5) Rugby is amazing.
So there we have it.
And I swear to God, if for a second you think I was being serious back there, you should realize that I'm not THAT stupid. =]
Practice was good today. I'm sore, but nowhere near as sore as I've been.
Plus, I made TWO ENTIRE LAPS around the field without dying.
That's different. =]
And NOW, I GET PIZZA!!! =D
And then, Cabaret is tomorrow. I can't wait to see it. My best friend got a solo. ^-^
Only girl in our entire grade (I'm pretty sure, anyways) who gets her own song. =]
I'M SO PROUD!! ^-^
Ahh. Life feels pretty good right now.
Let's wait and see how long THAT lasts. =P
Look at the positives:
1) It would be totally platonic (which is EXACTLY what I would love in a relationship).
2) Rugby would never expect any reciprocation.
3) Rugby wouldn't mind if I cheated on it.
4) It's a great career move! =D
and 5) Rugby is amazing.
So there we have it.
And I swear to God, if for a second you think I was being serious back there, you should realize that I'm not THAT stupid. =]
Practice was good today. I'm sore, but nowhere near as sore as I've been.
Plus, I made TWO ENTIRE LAPS around the field without dying.
That's different. =]
And NOW, I GET PIZZA!!! =D
And then, Cabaret is tomorrow. I can't wait to see it. My best friend got a solo. ^-^
Only girl in our entire grade (I'm pretty sure, anyways) who gets her own song. =]
I'M SO PROUD!! ^-^
Ahh. Life feels pretty good right now.
Let's wait and see how long THAT lasts. =P
posted at 6:03 pm EDT | 0 comments
March 27, 2008
I'm breaking up with that dude.
Yes. 'Tis true.
I'm breaking up with that dude.
He's getting really... jealous. For no reason.
And jealousy doesn't cut it with me, because that obviously means he doesn't trust me.
*sigh*
This is going to be entertaining. Watch ME be the one to start crying. xD
I'm gonna feel like such a douchebag. =[
But seriously. Jealousy? Come on, dude. Have a little faith in me. =/
Whatevs, man.
I'm breaking up with that dude.
He's getting really... jealous. For no reason.
And jealousy doesn't cut it with me, because that obviously means he doesn't trust me.
*sigh*
This is going to be entertaining. Watch ME be the one to start crying. xD
I'm gonna feel like such a douchebag. =[
But seriously. Jealousy? Come on, dude. Have a little faith in me. =/
Whatevs, man.
posted at 3:50 pm EDT | 1 comments
March 24, 2008
Sugar rush.
I must have just eaten my weight in candy. ^-^
I need to lay off sugar.
I'm going to become diabetic. >.
I need to lay off sugar.
I'm going to become diabetic. >.
posted at 5:45 am EDT | 1 comments
March 22, 2008
MNEHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GRAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!!!!!!!!!!!!
I HATE BEING TREATED LIKE I'M DOING SOMETHING WRONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GRAGOLARH;EGOIERHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHVVVVVVVVVVVVVV;OQWHBFO;;;;; MEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Sorry.
I'm mad.
And shaking.
My day was fine until about five minutes ago.
And I checked my messages on my phone.
Now, I'm hella pissed.
SIX MESSAGES OF "CASSIE, WHERE THE F**K ARE YOU?"
SIX.
F**KING.
MESSAGES.
WHAT THE F**K??!?!
AM I NOT CAPABLE OF TAKING PERFECTLY GOOD CARE OF MYSELF?
I'M NOT A F**KING CHILD, ALRIGHT?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?
F**********************************************CK!!!!!!!!!
WHY CAN'T THEY JUST F**KING GET THAT IT'S BIG BIRD NOW, NOT JIMMIE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!!?!??!?!
THAT BIG BIRD IS NOT F**KING RETARDED, AND ACTUALLY FOLLOWS CURFEW?!?!?!?!?!?!???!?!??!?!?!?!
That he's actually pretty respectful, and actually cares about being home on time, and following rules?!?!?!?
MEHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
-_- *mad*
I HATE BEING TREATED LIKE I'M DOING SOMETHING WRONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GRAGOLARH;EGOIERHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHVVVVVVVVVVVVVV;OQWHBFO;;;;; MEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Sorry.
I'm mad.
And shaking.
My day was fine until about five minutes ago.
And I checked my messages on my phone.
Now, I'm hella pissed.
SIX MESSAGES OF "CASSIE, WHERE THE F**K ARE YOU?"
SIX.
F**KING.
MESSAGES.
WHAT THE F**K??!?!
AM I NOT CAPABLE OF TAKING PERFECTLY GOOD CARE OF MYSELF?
I'M NOT A F**KING CHILD, ALRIGHT?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?
F**********************************************CK!!!!!!!!!
WHY CAN'T THEY JUST F**KING GET THAT IT'S BIG BIRD NOW, NOT JIMMIE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!!?!??!?!
THAT BIG BIRD IS NOT F**KING RETARDED, AND ACTUALLY FOLLOWS CURFEW?!?!?!?!?!?!???!?!??!?!?!?!
That he's actually pretty respectful, and actually cares about being home on time, and following rules?!?!?!?
MEHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
-_- *mad*
posted at 12:30 am EDT | 0 comments
March 20, 2008
I hate kids.
I hate stupid kids.
I really do.
Guess how I got to spend the last two hours of my day!
Was it:
A) Buying a new pair of shoes.
B) Getting a hair cut.
or C) Babysitting two little drunk twelve-year-old girls, and four boys trying to walk said girls home, who have no idea what the f**k they're doing.
Well, if you guessed C, DINGDINGDINGYOUARETHEWINNAH!
What do you win?
A chance to hear me rant about twelve-year-old girls getting DRUNK after we just had an announcement THIS MORNING that a TWELVE-YEAR-OLD GIRL WAS FOUND IN AN ABANDONED HOUSE, HAVING JUST BEEN RAPED.
OBVIOUSLY, THESE GIRLS DID NOT GET IT.
F**K, I'M MAD NOW.
You know what the worst part of this was?
THOSE GIRLS ARE MY SISTER'S BEST FRIENDS.
Even worse than that, you may ask?
She doesn't even know.
She's completely oblivious to this whole thing.
G*D D**N, I'm mad now.
I mean, I'm really not one to talk. I'll be completely honest, here, given the opportunity, I will drink. I have no problems consuming alcohol. Sparingly, of course. I don't do "drunk."
But that's just it. I don't get drunk.
Plus, I know how to take care of myself. These two were the types of girls you would see modeling for Hollister. Stick thin, and NOT EVEN WEARING A WINTER F**KING JACKET. It was FREEZING TODAY.
It was such a relief when that one girl's dad picked them up.
They're going to be in SO much trouble.
But I'd never been that relieved, ever.
Gah.
I never want to have kids.
Never.
I really do.
Guess how I got to spend the last two hours of my day!
Was it:
A) Buying a new pair of shoes.
B) Getting a hair cut.
or C) Babysitting two little drunk twelve-year-old girls, and four boys trying to walk said girls home, who have no idea what the f**k they're doing.
Well, if you guessed C, DINGDINGDINGYOUARETHEWINNAH!
What do you win?
A chance to hear me rant about twelve-year-old girls getting DRUNK after we just had an announcement THIS MORNING that a TWELVE-YEAR-OLD GIRL WAS FOUND IN AN ABANDONED HOUSE, HAVING JUST BEEN RAPED.
OBVIOUSLY, THESE GIRLS DID NOT GET IT.
F**K, I'M MAD NOW.
You know what the worst part of this was?
THOSE GIRLS ARE MY SISTER'S BEST FRIENDS.
Even worse than that, you may ask?
She doesn't even know.
She's completely oblivious to this whole thing.
G*D D**N, I'm mad now.
I mean, I'm really not one to talk. I'll be completely honest, here, given the opportunity, I will drink. I have no problems consuming alcohol. Sparingly, of course. I don't do "drunk."
But that's just it. I don't get drunk.
Plus, I know how to take care of myself. These two were the types of girls you would see modeling for Hollister. Stick thin, and NOT EVEN WEARING A WINTER F**KING JACKET. It was FREEZING TODAY.
It was such a relief when that one girl's dad picked them up.
They're going to be in SO much trouble.
But I'd never been that relieved, ever.
Gah.
I never want to have kids.
Never.
posted at 10:16 pm EDT | 2 comments
March 18, 2008
Well, I'm not single anymore, but... =]
It's not with the guy I'd thought it was gonna be. =P
I'm glad I gave up on you.
posted at 9:05 pm EDT | 6 comments
March 17, 2008
I give up. [[M for like, two swear words.]]
I'm tired of sitting around waiting to see what you're going to say.
You don't actually like me.
It's just misplaced affection is all. Because you and I are the only single ones left in this crazy fucking world.
You don't like me. You never did. Probably, you never will.
I'm sick of obsessing over you. Really, I am. You don't realize it, but I think about you A LOT.
Probably more than I should.
And I feel so... sick. When I do. Because you're... Fuck, why do I have to have a crush on you?!?!
I wish I could give up.
I wish it was that easy.
You know what? Do what you want.
I don't even care anymore.
I'm done obsessing. I'm done thinking that you could possibly think about me as much as I think about you.
Whatevs, man.
You don't actually like me.
It's just misplaced affection is all. Because you and I are the only single ones left in this crazy fucking world.
You don't like me. You never did. Probably, you never will.
I'm sick of obsessing over you. Really, I am. You don't realize it, but I think about you A LOT.
Probably more than I should.
And I feel so... sick. When I do. Because you're... Fuck, why do I have to have a crush on you?!?!
I wish I could give up.
I wish it was that easy.
You know what? Do what you want.
I don't even care anymore.
I'm done obsessing. I'm done thinking that you could possibly think about me as much as I think about you.
Whatevs, man.
posted at 10:37 pm EDT | 3 comments
