Idk why, but when this song came on my playlist, I felt the need to post them. They're so . . . true. And me. Like they describe me in a way I can't even admit to myself. Story of my life.
[Jordin]
Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air
If I should die before I wake
It's 'cause you took my breath away
Losing you is like living in a world with no air
Oh
[Chris Brown]
I'm here alone, didn't wanna leave
My heart won't move, it's incomplete
Wish there was a way that I can make you understand
[Jordin]
But how do you expect me
to live alone with just me
'Cause my world revolves around you
It's so hard for me to breathe
[Chorus:]
Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air
Can't live, can't breathe with no air
It's how I feel whenever you ain't there
It's no air, no air
Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gonna be without me
If you ain't here, I just can't breathe
It's no air, no air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
[Chris Brown]
I walked, I ran, I jumped, I flew
Right off the ground to float to you
There's no gravity to hold me down for real
[Jordin]
But somehow I'm still alive inside
You took my breath, but I survived
I don't know how, but I don't even care
[Both:]
So how do you expect me
to live alone with just me
'Cause my world revolves around you
It's so hard for me to breathe
[Chorus]
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No more
It's no air, no air
[Chorus]
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air
Can't live, can't breathe with no air
It's how I feel whenever you ain't there
It's no air, no air
Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gonna be without me
If you ain't here, I just can't breathe
It's no air, no air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No air
That's all for today :) It just sorta reminds me how if I only had the rest of today to live . . . I'd want to be with those I love, because without them my life would mean nothing. I wouldn't have air. I would just be another corpse drowning out in the deep waters. So thanks to those of you who choose to make my life mean something((:
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Friday, March 30, 2012
Friday, March 9, 2012
Amazing Awards...for Me! And You!
I have been awarded a blogging award. I HAVE BEEN AWARDED A BLOGGING AWARD. I mean, how do you get awesomer than that?!
I was awarded the Paperclip Award (capitalization, Cass, remember capitalization...) by a good friend of mine, Paperclip Girl. She is absolutely amazing. I reccomend you go read her blog. Like, right now :P
Okay, so now onto the award.
Isn't it beautiful?? I love it. Now onto the next part...
RULES: If you are awarded the Paperclip Award, you must answer the 13 prompts given, and then you must give the award to 13 bloggers (although, as the creator of the award, I’m giving you permission to give it to less, or more, and bend the rules a little) and give a link to their blogs. Also, no awarding the blogger who awarded you! Got that?
1. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?
I was never actually worried about what I wanted to be when I wasn't sure. I just figured I could contemplate it when I get older, then was the time for fun! ;)
2. What is your ultimate favorite place to be?
My Ultimate place...I think it would be in the summer, at my desk with the lights out with my laptop and typing away at my latest story; OR at my best friend Ashton's house. Both are wonderful. Sunsets are great too...but that's for a nother day ;)
3. Name one famous person who inspires you. (Just one!!!)
Papercli--haha just kidding. I think Cynthia Hand is big one, but I also have to mention Stephanie Meyer, who is not my favorite author these days (actually I don't like her at all...Sorry!), but her books are what got me to start writing back in those first days.
4. Tea or Coffee?
Eww.
5. If you could be any other person for 48 hours, who would you be?
Bob. Look at my last post to see who Bob is.
6. What is your earliest memory?
Umm...When I was finally allowed to bite my brother back for all the times he bit me?
7. If you could ask anyone in the world, living or dead, anything, who would you ask, and what would you ask them?
I would ask Bob if he loves me. Stupid, yes, but it is the one question I want answered more.
8. What is the scariest thing you have ever done?
Watched a grusome video about Black Death.
9. What is your favorite book?
I don't have one right now.
10. Briefly explain one of the weirdest dreams you have ever had.
Umm...I don't remember my dreams.
11. What one song best describes you? (Feel free to post a link to a Youtube vid)
Bleeding Love
12. Pen or pencil?
Pen
13. Is 13 an unlucky number or not?
Lucky. I am 13. Duh.
I'd like to award the very special Paperclip Award to the following peeps!
1. Jessica Scarlett, a very good friend of mine, get's the first prize. She's so deep and I love reading her blog as much as I'm sure she loves reading mine ;)
2. Ashton Pheonix Holt, the girl with problems as she puts it (which is only half wrong...;) ) has an amazing blog, even though she just started, and is an amazing person as well.
3. Cynthia Hand's blog. She is like my favorite author, (when my fellow NaNoWriMo-ers are excluded from being 'favorites' ;) ) and I love her books. She's also really clever and has some nice foreshadow. And I don't care if famous people don't count here. I'm always holding my breath for a post from Cynthia and therefor she counts in my book.
4. Beth Revis has a wonderful blog. I especially love her writer's help page, that definitely helped me in more ways than one--and I need all the help I can get.
I must admit I don't read much on blogger besides the four above, so I'm going to add Miss Paperclip's blog to the awarded. Oh--and I read her blog too :P
5. Paperclip Girl definitely deserves this award. Even though she created it. Anyways, I issue this award to the most random and one of the most amazing people I've ever met. Keep up the awesomeness! :)
Thanks everyone :)
-C-
I was awarded the Paperclip Award (capitalization, Cass, remember capitalization...) by a good friend of mine, Paperclip Girl. She is absolutely amazing. I reccomend you go read her blog. Like, right now :P
Okay, so now onto the award.
Isn't it beautiful?? I love it. Now onto the next part...
RULES: If you are awarded the Paperclip Award, you must answer the 13 prompts given, and then you must give the award to 13 bloggers (although, as the creator of the award, I’m giving you permission to give it to less, or more, and bend the rules a little) and give a link to their blogs. Also, no awarding the blogger who awarded you! Got that?
1. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?
I was never actually worried about what I wanted to be when I wasn't sure. I just figured I could contemplate it when I get older, then was the time for fun! ;)
2. What is your ultimate favorite place to be?
My Ultimate place...I think it would be in the summer, at my desk with the lights out with my laptop and typing away at my latest story; OR at my best friend Ashton's house. Both are wonderful. Sunsets are great too...but that's for a nother day ;)
3. Name one famous person who inspires you. (Just one!!!)
Papercli--haha just kidding. I think Cynthia Hand is big one, but I also have to mention Stephanie Meyer, who is not my favorite author these days (actually I don't like her at all...Sorry!), but her books are what got me to start writing back in those first days.
4. Tea or Coffee?
Eww.
5. If you could be any other person for 48 hours, who would you be?
Bob. Look at my last post to see who Bob is.
6. What is your earliest memory?
Umm...When I was finally allowed to bite my brother back for all the times he bit me?
7. If you could ask anyone in the world, living or dead, anything, who would you ask, and what would you ask them?
I would ask Bob if he loves me. Stupid, yes, but it is the one question I want answered more.
8. What is the scariest thing you have ever done?
Watched a grusome video about Black Death.
9. What is your favorite book?
I don't have one right now.
10. Briefly explain one of the weirdest dreams you have ever had.
Umm...I don't remember my dreams.
11. What one song best describes you? (Feel free to post a link to a Youtube vid)
Bleeding Love
12. Pen or pencil?
Pen
13. Is 13 an unlucky number or not?
Lucky. I am 13. Duh.
I'd like to award the very special Paperclip Award to the following peeps!
1. Jessica Scarlett, a very good friend of mine, get's the first prize. She's so deep and I love reading her blog as much as I'm sure she loves reading mine ;)
2. Ashton Pheonix Holt, the girl with problems as she puts it (which is only half wrong...;) ) has an amazing blog, even though she just started, and is an amazing person as well.
3. Cynthia Hand's blog. She is like my favorite author, (when my fellow NaNoWriMo-ers are excluded from being 'favorites' ;) ) and I love her books. She's also really clever and has some nice foreshadow. And I don't care if famous people don't count here. I'm always holding my breath for a post from Cynthia and therefor she counts in my book.
4. Beth Revis has a wonderful blog. I especially love her writer's help page, that definitely helped me in more ways than one--and I need all the help I can get.
I must admit I don't read much on blogger besides the four above, so I'm going to add Miss Paperclip's blog to the awarded. Oh--and I read her blog too :P
5. Paperclip Girl definitely deserves this award. Even though she created it. Anyways, I issue this award to the most random and one of the most amazing people I've ever met. Keep up the awesomeness! :)
Thanks everyone :)
-C-
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Let's call him Bob
It's been a while...
Okay, it hasn't been that long, but it HAS been more than two-three days, which is how often I'm supposed to post (the saturday story posts don't count...). So here's an update on me :)
First of all, I really like this guy at my new school. Let's call him Billy. No there's already a Billy there...Let's call him Bob instead. Anyways, I really really really really really REALLY you-get-the-point-really-really like him, I have the the GREAT urge to share this like--with the world. So please excuse my gushing. But I really like him. And I hope he never reads this blog so he nevers knows how crazy about him I am.
He sits by me in band, tuting a wonderful tune to his alto saxophone that I play too. His black hair is the most beautiful in the school--and I must admit--his hair (and him...) is as sexy as he declared to the band class a while back. Though I'm not jealous of him. I'm jealous of every girl who has the courage to admire and examine it.
I love how he treats everyone--including me. He teases everyone else, a certain laugh in his deep brown eyes that I love seeing, but he treats me with the gentlest motions, expressions, and words. It's makes me feel like I'm staring straight into his soul when he tears down his defenses and treats me this way.
YES! See, this is what I love about critical thinking, especially during blogging. Though it's just an idea, he could be nervous around me and like me too. He's always flipping his hair in my direction as if to catch a few last glances at me before we start a song or pack up to leave, though I never meet his eyes. I'm slow. If he tries to catch my eyes I don't realize it until he's looked away. Though I'm always aware of everything else he does. That I've trained myself to do. Also, he never outright stares like every other guy. Who knows.
Another supporting factor of the nervousness is that even though he teases everyone else, he has a real hard time teasing me. Even Roland, who he has a hard time teasing, is easier for him. I think it's because I'm so quiet or something or he doesn't know much about me, but whatever.
And I think I can openly say I'm in love with him. I get breathless at the mere thought of his name, (not Bob, I assure you...) which means I must be breathless 24/7 because he's always on my mind. I only hope he likes me back, which I doubt with my modesty and low self-esteme, but I'll keep you all updated.
For those of you who were bored with that post, I'm sorry, but he is now all I have to talk about minus the painful migranes from the painfully boring school I go to. (I'm obviously very lucky to have him) Deal with it.
Over-&-Out
C
P.S. I need to get writing again. Post anything you think would make for an interesting twist in the comments if you'd like. You don't have to know anything about my current story, so just have fun!
Okay, it hasn't been that long, but it HAS been more than two-three days, which is how often I'm supposed to post (the saturday story posts don't count...). So here's an update on me :)
First of all, I really like this guy at my new school. Let's call him Billy. No there's already a Billy there...Let's call him Bob instead. Anyways, I really really really really really REALLY you-get-the-point-really-really like him, I have the the GREAT urge to share this like--with the world. So please excuse my gushing. But I really like him. And I hope he never reads this blog so he nevers knows how crazy about him I am.
He sits by me in band, tuting a wonderful tune to his alto saxophone that I play too. His black hair is the most beautiful in the school--and I must admit--his hair (and him...) is as sexy as he declared to the band class a while back. Though I'm not jealous of him. I'm jealous of every girl who has the courage to admire and examine it.
I love how he treats everyone--including me. He teases everyone else, a certain laugh in his deep brown eyes that I love seeing, but he treats me with the gentlest motions, expressions, and words. It's makes me feel like I'm staring straight into his soul when he tears down his defenses and treats me this way.
YES! See, this is what I love about critical thinking, especially during blogging. Though it's just an idea, he could be nervous around me and like me too. He's always flipping his hair in my direction as if to catch a few last glances at me before we start a song or pack up to leave, though I never meet his eyes. I'm slow. If he tries to catch my eyes I don't realize it until he's looked away. Though I'm always aware of everything else he does. That I've trained myself to do. Also, he never outright stares like every other guy. Who knows.
Another supporting factor of the nervousness is that even though he teases everyone else, he has a real hard time teasing me. Even Roland, who he has a hard time teasing, is easier for him. I think it's because I'm so quiet or something or he doesn't know much about me, but whatever.
And I think I can openly say I'm in love with him. I get breathless at the mere thought of his name, (not Bob, I assure you...) which means I must be breathless 24/7 because he's always on my mind. I only hope he likes me back, which I doubt with my modesty and low self-esteme, but I'll keep you all updated.
For those of you who were bored with that post, I'm sorry, but he is now all I have to talk about minus the painful migranes from the painfully boring school I go to. (I'm obviously very lucky to have him) Deal with it.
Over-&-Out
C
P.S. I need to get writing again. Post anything you think would make for an interesting twist in the comments if you'd like. You don't have to know anything about my current story, so just have fun!
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Love You All
Okay, for once I want to do a post that isn't all about me. I need to thank about a trillion people to bare with as I name them all.
First of all I thank those of you who actually read my blog. It means a lot to me that you guys, however few, take the time to read the life of some boring teenager who just happens to have a billion random obsessions. Love you all :)
Next I have to thank all my friends (which are probably the only real readers, but I don't care) for putting up with my conflicting personality and my need to put everthing into chaos when something gets a little too boring. I'm so sorry about all of that too. I'm working on it; mostly because of how much I love you all, especially because we travel so much just to get a little glimse of each other :) Thank you. :) Thank you, thank you, thank you.
My family is next. Though I already consider a lot of my friends 'family' (there's a lot of cross-overs here...), I'm thanking you all for helping my hone my gifts and work on my faults and giving me so much; including a bright future. I wouldn't have any of this without you guys. I'm so lucky. Thanks :)
Okay, I think I got this all out...One post not about me. Only I think I fit too much 'me' in there while thanking everyone. Oh well. We'll try again next month xD
Love you all very very much,
Cassandra Bloom
Oo Oo! Cassancra=typo I made and I like it very mucho! I may have to use that one instead ^.^
Also, I haven't read any Phantom of the Opera today. Or yesterday, for that matter. I should do that after I make breakfast...
Team Erik/Phantom all the way!!!!!!!
P.S For those of you enjoying my cheery tone I typed this up a while back before recent happenings so it's sorta fake to be posting it but still.
First of all I thank those of you who actually read my blog. It means a lot to me that you guys, however few, take the time to read the life of some boring teenager who just happens to have a billion random obsessions. Love you all :)
Next I have to thank all my friends (which are probably the only real readers, but I don't care) for putting up with my conflicting personality and my need to put everthing into chaos when something gets a little too boring. I'm so sorry about all of that too. I'm working on it; mostly because of how much I love you all, especially because we travel so much just to get a little glimse of each other :) Thank you. :) Thank you, thank you, thank you.
My family is next. Though I already consider a lot of my friends 'family' (there's a lot of cross-overs here...), I'm thanking you all for helping my hone my gifts and work on my faults and giving me so much; including a bright future. I wouldn't have any of this without you guys. I'm so lucky. Thanks :)
Okay, I think I got this all out...One post not about me. Only I think I fit too much 'me' in there while thanking everyone. Oh well. We'll try again next month xD
Love you all very very much,
Cassandra Bloom
Oo Oo! Cassancra=typo I made and I like it very mucho! I may have to use that one instead ^.^
Also, I haven't read any Phantom of the Opera today. Or yesterday, for that matter. I should do that after I make breakfast...
Team Erik/Phantom all the way!!!!!!!
P.S For those of you enjoying my cheery tone I typed this up a while back before recent happenings so it's sorta fake to be posting it but still.
Another Two Post-er. Oh Well...
You must go here; now. I don't know if you know of my current situation but if you'd just go visit Ashton's blog for me and make it super popular, I'd be extremely happy again. Maybe I'll start a contest of it...
First here's a picture of how awesome it is. I love you Keely. Please forgive my unhappiness. Please please...
And the link...
Ashton Pheonix Holt's Amazing Blog
Now be good, don't get into trouble, and make the best of life. I'm still miserable but I don't enjoy it, okay? I can't help it right now. I'll get better in a month when I can come back.
Done for the day,
C
First here's a picture of how awesome it is. I love you Keely. Please forgive my unhappiness. Please please...
Ashton Pheonix Holt's Amazing Blog
Now be good, don't get into trouble, and make the best of life. I'm still miserable but I don't enjoy it, okay? I can't help it right now. I'll get better in a month when I can come back.
Done for the day,
C
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
I Hate My Life
I cannot stress that enough. I hate it, hate it, hate it. And for those of you who know me personally I am very sorry to say it because I know it'll break your heart to know I'm gonna cry myself to sleep every night for at least the week. After that, I don't know, I may find someone who'll play the part of my best friend at this new school, but even that would break my heart. I don't want a new best friend. I want Ashton and Scarlett and Burly and Stephan (believe it or not, Burly and Stephan are girls) and Mr. Cash back.
Now you probably don't get a word of that. Let me tell you from de beginning...
I've switched schools. Now I don't go to the beautiful place called Connections Academy, with everyone who could in essence truly be considered my family, but instead a regular public school with annoyingly stupid classes and students who bare the same qualities. I was ripped from my home and placed in the terrorous woods. And there is no way for me to go back. I hate it, hate it, hate it.
And everytime I go back to Connections Academy site just to revisit it I'll type in my login, and I'll start crying again when they won't let me in because I've been withdrawn from the site. No one knows how painful this is. No one knows how badly I hurt.
Also, I never thought I would be a new girl. Everyone has an eye on me and the teachers (yes, they do) are asking me all sorts of questions and the students are learning things--some I know and others I never was taught. But apparently I'm not enough to whip up any attention because no one talks to me--unless their curious or happen to be partnered with me. I want my HOME back.
But of course that's impossible. Mom won't let me go back. But this is horrible. Connections people are going to be learning and getting degrees and credits and everything and I'm going to be stuck rotting at this damned school. I hate it. I hate hiding the majority of my hate so I don't ruin everyone's mood any more than I have.
I don't even know why I'm telling you this. I don't expect you to feel sorry for me. I don't expect you to comfort or pity me. I just wanted to tell someone so maybe I could feel a little bit better.
Maybe someday.
P.S. There are no updates on Phantom of the Opera. My life is too much of a mess right now.
I'll see you all later.
C
Now you probably don't get a word of that. Let me tell you from de beginning...
I've switched schools. Now I don't go to the beautiful place called Connections Academy, with everyone who could in essence truly be considered my family, but instead a regular public school with annoyingly stupid classes and students who bare the same qualities. I was ripped from my home and placed in the terrorous woods. And there is no way for me to go back. I hate it, hate it, hate it.
And everytime I go back to Connections Academy site just to revisit it I'll type in my login, and I'll start crying again when they won't let me in because I've been withdrawn from the site. No one knows how painful this is. No one knows how badly I hurt.
Also, I never thought I would be a new girl. Everyone has an eye on me and the teachers (yes, they do) are asking me all sorts of questions and the students are learning things--some I know and others I never was taught. But apparently I'm not enough to whip up any attention because no one talks to me--unless their curious or happen to be partnered with me. I want my HOME back.
But of course that's impossible. Mom won't let me go back. But this is horrible. Connections people are going to be learning and getting degrees and credits and everything and I'm going to be stuck rotting at this damned school. I hate it. I hate hiding the majority of my hate so I don't ruin everyone's mood any more than I have.
I don't even know why I'm telling you this. I don't expect you to feel sorry for me. I don't expect you to comfort or pity me. I just wanted to tell someone so maybe I could feel a little bit better.
Maybe someday.
P.S. There are no updates on Phantom of the Opera. My life is too much of a mess right now.
I'll see you all later.
C
Saturday, February 25, 2012
I don't believe in two posts per day but...
I HAD SO MUCH FUN WITH MISS SCARLETT YESTERDAY!!! We had (technically didn't have...) dinner at BK (original, right) and talked for a half hour, texting both after and before, and had a ton of fun. She was beautiful, by the way, and if she tries to tell you I'm prettier on her blog don't believe her--because she was WAY prettier. But she liked my eyes. That's good :)
Also, she liked me. SHE LIKED ME. The whole ride to BK I had every part of my crossed and I was chanting, "Please let her like me, Please let her like me . . ." I'm excited to see her again in a few months. I'm so glad to call her my best friend. I love her ^.^
But AGH I need to get my phone back. Currently I'm grounded for talking to people too much and not doing enough school work instead, so I haven't texting anyone in forever. And I love texting Scarlett and A' and K', and god do I miss it. AGH.
Next, I have to tell you that I'm getting kicked out of band class because of money and laws about dual enrollment. I'm pissed. My eyes are still dry from crying. And I'm a little annoyed at A' for not being there. But I don't care anymore. I'm just happy that my mom's fighting to get me back in band class :)
Also, she liked me. SHE LIKED ME. The whole ride to BK I had every part of my crossed and I was chanting, "Please let her like me, Please let her like me . . ." I'm excited to see her again in a few months. I'm so glad to call her my best friend. I love her ^.^
But AGH I need to get my phone back. Currently I'm grounded for talking to people too much and not doing enough school work instead, so I haven't texting anyone in forever. And I love texting Scarlett and A' and K', and god do I miss it. AGH.
Next, I have to tell you that I'm getting kicked out of band class because of money and laws about dual enrollment. I'm pissed. My eyes are still dry from crying. And I'm a little annoyed at A' for not being there. But I don't care anymore. I'm just happy that my mom's fighting to get me back in band class :)
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