I'm gewtting bad at this writing thing, aren't I?

I blame school, music, and Twitter. So for that reason, I will put up a little twitter thingy here, so you can get a taste of my life even though I'm neglecting to blog. I'll try harder guys, I really will!

btw, Packers beat the Rams today!

Go Pack Go!

Yes, the Packers, my favorite football team. We just barely won, by what my Dad says. Now here is the story.

Sunday night, first game of the season, bag of chips, a bowl of salsa. We're watching the game, all smily becasue, the Packers are kicking butt (not to mention the great interception by Jolly!) Then we start to fall back, a lot. Uh oh.

Now I, though a loyal Packers fan, don't enjoy the yelling from my dad following a bad play, so I retreat to my room around mid-game. I wake up in the morning to ask my dad how the game went, and goody-goody-gumdrops, we won! So now that's all I have for today, as school was dull, as was home. Wait, I do have a slight comment or two. My mom has streap and tonselitous, me and Jordan (my baby sister that is 9, not a baby,) have a cold, and last but certainly not least, dad is so fed up with us trying to get out of school that he made us a bet, well, no, more of a compitition.

Last one to stay home sick gets a prize, a big prize, such as my lovely digital tablet that I want so bad. I can do it easily, first off, even though I get sick often and easy, I have high pain tolerance, and I have strong will power. Kristen on the other hand cries when she gets poked. She doesn't get sick often, but when she does, my God, she wouldn't be able to handle school. Jordan is fragile like Kristen, so have this win in the bag. I think my parents whole idea behind this is to stop us from over-reacting sometimes. Like the time I stayed home from a soar throught.

Yours in illness,

Casey Lynn

Oi, I haven't written in a while.

Between school, homework, chores, other random things that come on my list before blogging, I'm amazed that I'm on right now! Let's go through my week then, shall we. Let's hope I remember it...

Tuesday:
...Not sure, *thinks waaaaay back* I went to school, did some stuff, went home, did a mountain of homework for 4 hours. Yay?

Wednesday:
Okay, I remember Wednesday fine. I was beat up by R3, multiple times, um, I was verbally abused by R5, as usual, and I got hit in the head with a volley ball, again and again and again, then I went home and did homework for 3 hour.

Thursday:
A mild version of Wednesday, with waaaaay less homework, oh and I had a late English assignment, because I neglected to write it down, and then forgot about it.

Friday:
I was late for algebra, because I had stayed up till four reading a very good book, and then slept in, R3 hit me in the back, R5 smacked me with her lunch box a few times, R5 also verbally abused me, I caught 3/5 footballs in gym (I'm so proud, normally I'm very bad at sports, unless it's catching and throwing, then I'm good. I would have had 4/5 but I stumbled a bit on the last one and dropped it,) I lost in football, again. Even with the best player on my team, I dropped a low pass and R5 had to scream at me for that too, and called me a cocky lier (because I had said I was glad about catching 3/5 footballs in gym, keep in mind that those where long, high passes, I'm bad at catching low balls, high ones I can do.)
Then I went home, finished my book, neglected to do my homework because that's what Sundays are for. The End.

So that was my week, I left out Monday because I had no school that day (love labor day!) so nothing eventful happened.

That brings us all to today. I fell asleep in my cloaths the night before, then I woke up, ate, went on the computer all day, ate again, and here I am.
Exciting, isn't it?

I know it's not, but I assure you, Sunday will be better because I will be cleaning, and that is always interesting 'cause most of the time I face some unknown horror, such as a mountain of dog crap.

Quietly yours,
Casey Lynn

*now reporting: Yesterday's news.

I'm so tired, but I didn't blog about yesterday's news yesterday, so I'll do it today. Okay, so yesterday my dog, Roscoe, crapped all over the laundry room floor, and I had to clean it up. Unpleasant. Well, anyway, I took a video of him being adorable in all, here it is.

He's so cute, isn't he? Well, he wasn't so cute when I was wiping his crap off the floor.

Well, that's all I've got for today/yesterday.

See ya later,

Casey Lynn

Ah, my lovely Saturday (I know it's not saturday, just read and you'll get it!)

Ah, Saturaday, possibly the best day of the week, besides Friday. I know you have school on Friday, but I mean the portion of Friday after school, it's like a mini Saturday, except for the fact that that's when all the good T.V. is on.
Well, anyway, I didn't draw yesterday, no idea why, I think I got distracted by something, possible a T.V. show, or a website. Dunno, I'm easily distracted so it could have been anything. I did draw today, though, wanna see it?

I don't think it's that good, but it's better than some of the stuff I've drawn...

***14 hours later***

Oh my God!, I think I fell asleep! Odd, I wasn't even up that late, well, according to my standards anyway. Well, what was I saying, Oh! I don't think it's as good as I can do, but it is better than some of my drawings. The head is way to big for the body. I always have that problem when drawing portraits, the just ends up huge and the body is somewhat normal, dspite the skewed anatomy. I just can't draw apendages.

Well, anyway, aside from my drawing, yesterday I did nothing, but surf the web, as I often do. I watched a little bit of iCarly, regretfully. I really do dispise the show, but you know how when something that you hate is on T.V., but you are too lazy to go look for the remote and change the channel? That's what happened with me. I am very often doing this, because as I've said a few times before, I'm lazy. If I was an animal, I would be a sloth. That's how lazy I am. I don't care though, because I enjoy my lazyness. Just imagine how horrible it would be if I was one of those over-busy people? I wouldn't be able to enjoy my lazing, instead my mind would be concentrating on what I should be doing at the moment instead of wasting my precious life on T.V. and computers, but I'm not that person, so I don't care how much life I waste doing this, because to me, if it's not either A.) Fun, or B.) Worth it's while, than it's not a waste of my life at all.

Well, I'm going to go, I hear the call of a sweet e-mail.
Your's lazily,
Casey Lynn

Today we had a picnic!

Today our school held it's biannual picnic. It was fun, nothing special really. Sad though, because it's the last one my class will attended (unless they want to help out with kindergartners on the first day of our Summer.)

Well, anyway, it went as usual, the 7th graders whipped our butt at tug-o-war, the SG3 (that stands for Super Glue 3, because it's 3 guys practically glued together, they even like to whisper in each other's ears at Lunch. Surprisingly, they're popular. Don't know why, but they basically rule the guy kingdom, same way The Robots rule the girls. I have to say though, it should be SG2, because SG #3 is literally the third wheel, except he's not a wheel.) *****OFF TRACK ALERT*****sorry. Okay, where was I, oh yeah, The SG3 break something, at least one person brings candy and at least one person steals it, then we eat hot dogs; carrots; applesauce; and sugar cookies, at least one person gets hurt, one person gets in trouble big time, and a group of five people throw a football over a fence, and occasionally into a window.

This year I will stand out though, because this year I, not intentionally, made a scene during tug-o-war. Our new gym teacher was announcing the rules for the tug-o-war competition, (as if we didn't know already, everyone there has been doing it the same way at the picnic since kindergarten,) and I spotted the cutest 2nd grader in the world, Manny, stealing Robot #2's candy. A shocker because you don't expect the most adorable 2nd grader in the world stealing candy, maybe Robot #1's little cousin, Emma, who hates me, and in fact is evil. (She called me weird, ugly, and told me to take a hike in one sitting, when she was in fact the one that came to us.) Well, anyway, I yelled out "MANNY, YOU LITTLE THIEF!!!" At the top of my lungs. Everyone stared at me, the entire school, plus a ton of teachers and parents. And the only noise you could hear was R2's (Robot #2) hysterical laughter.

Oh, BTW, know how I mentioned how The SG3 breaks something once a year, this year they didn't break anything, even thought hey might as well have. They took my digital camera and deleted all my pictures on it, and then took a stupid photo of SD3v2 (Super Glue 3 version 2.0.) So now I have no pictures of the last school picnic of my life to remember the time by, or to stick in here. I feel depressed now. D":

No, I'm not depressed, just disappointed. So I'm going to go draw, as I realize I haven't been doing so since school started. Not even notebook doodles. That, for me, is an amazing feat. I can't even sit down with a pen and piece of paper without the urge to draw, I guess my complete focus on homework *grrr* has me lacking in time to draw. Well, I have a three day weekend to burn, so let the fun begin!

Yours in ink,
Casey Lynn

Oh, lovely homework.

Homework is evil!!!

Thank goodness for work time, or else I would be not enjoying my lovely laptop, and instead I would be doing algebra. Today was my first day of algebra in fact, it was easy stuff, really. I just hate how much time writing out the problems take. Then right away after algebra I had math. You see, I love algebra and math, but I hate working, because, if you haven't noticed by now, I'm lazy. So, anyway, I had this whole 90 minute block of number related subjects, it's the only thing we really get a lot of homework on.

So, besides that, my ear hurts like crazy, still, and I went to Red Lobster with my family, where two different waitresses drop a bunch of food on two different occasions. Whoops!
Most exausted,
Casey Lynn

First day as an 8th grader!

I have to say, today went swimmingly! I had stayed up very late the night before (aka, last night) and yet I wasn't a bit tired...for the most part :P.

*quick thought* When I put a smiley at the end of my sentence should I put a period after it, or put it after the period, or just leave out the period completely? If you can answer this, please inform me with a quick comment! Please! This question has been haunting me from the moment I learned how to make a smiley. It just looks so odd having a group of punctuation marks all moshed together.*end quick thought*

Well, anyway, we didn't have to switch classes today (very, very good, considering the fact that I despise English class. I'm so bad at English! You guys might have noticed :P.)

When I got there I found Bry and KT and we hung out a little bit, when these two people came up to us and asked us if we could watch their cute little kindergartner until school started. Oh that little girl was adorable she was the shortest 4-year-old I've ever seen, besides maybe myself when I was four. She loved to jump around, let me tell you. We played a lot of hopscotch.

You see, at my school, in 8th grade, we are all assigned 2 little kindergartners, sometimes 3, to watch in church, and to play games with, and to watch out for, basically we're supposed to be like big brothers and sisters, which is great, because I love little 4-year-olds. They are the CUTEST things on Earth, and they are so funny. Hilarious, even. You should have seen them play kickball today. To them, that giant ball rolling towards them is like the boulder in that one Indiana Jones movie (love the movies, but oddly enough the title of that one is lost from my mind at the moment.) Off subject, whoops! Okay, so the reason I was telling you about the kindergartners is because I was going to say is that I hope that I get to be the big pal to the little cutie I watched this morning. It's kinda no point now, though because I got so off subject.

So, we basically spent 5 hours listening to all the rules, and how things work, and everything about the new computerized newsletter/report card/lunch menu/notice board. Then we spent 15 minutes in social studies setting up our study guides, and then 1 hour in art because we had nothing else to do, and then we played kickball and chalk with the kindergartners for the rest of the day.

I can't wait to find out who my little buddy will be. I really hope it's one of the funny, small, hyper kind that always act out in the cutest way possible, and then I want a small little playful one that follows rule well. Only because the first one reminds me of myself, and I can handle it, I'm good with tiny kids, and the second one because, how cute would that be?

A little shy kid would be cute too, but the shy ones always seem to think I'm stupid. Or scary, or weird...

Well, anyway, I'll get what I get and I won't throw a fit (who ever made that up has serious rhyming problems.) I love little kids so much. I would never want to work with them on a daily basis though, oi, what a handful!

I hear swine flu is supposed to kill us all this Fall. Great note to start the school year out on, isn't it?

Well, I have to go. I'm tired for once in my life, and I have algebra at 7:30 tomorrow.
Best of hope for the new year (despite swine flu,)
Casey

I can't do it!

What was once excitment, is now fear. I just can't go, I'm nervous. I've never been nervous about the first day of school before, but now I'm terrifyed! I have butterflies in the pit of my stomach, but it isn't as pleasent as it normally would be.

I'm just nervous because I don't know what to do when I get there. I have a crippling fear of making mistakes, I know, bad Casey, but I can't help what scares me!

Oh, I just feel as if it's getting closer and closer by the second (which it is,) and I feel that it's too soon! I can't go! I want to try and calm myself down, but if you knew me, you'd know calming myself down isn't a talent of mine. In fact, I don't think I even have those natuarl calming abilities put in me. I'm very good a working myself up, though. I'm your typical drama-queen.

Off topic, sorry. Anyway, I'm just worried. The only way I can relax myslef is if I think that other people go through it too. The only way I can ever feel confident and strong is if A. I know I'm right, or B. If I know people have it worse than me. It's very selfish of me, I know. But it's the only thing that works.

Well, I think I'm ging to sleep, the sooner I sleep the better I'll feel, I hope.
Your's in fear,
Casey Lynn

School Bells Ringing

Oh my God! I can't wait for school! First day, tomorrow. I just won't be able to sleep tonight, I know it! But I don't care, I'm going to finally be an 8th grader. I remember being younger and looking up to them, how tall they were, how intelligent they were (well, most of them.) I couldn't wait to be the big fish in a small pond. Now i'm there, and I look at myself and feel a little let down, I'm not tall, I'm not mature, I'm not responsible. I guess when I was younger they just seemd the way they were by comparison. I'm sure they felt this way, too.

It doesn't matter at all though, because I'm going back to school! I love school so much, and by the way I get excited by the first homework assighnment of the year, you wouldn't guess that I was so lazy. I have to say though, every homework assighnment after that loses it's excitment. Dramatically. And every day of school gets duller as you move on, but that's the way it has been since the beginning of time. We spend our childhood wanting to be a "big kid," we spend our teen-years wanting to grow-up, and we spend our adult years wishing we had it back. Same relationship between school and Summer, the grass is always greener.

I really do love school, though. If there was no homework, I would wish school was a year-round thing. I just love to learn new things. My Summer days are never filled with fun and games, but me sitting on my laptop reading the news, or looking up tutorials. Or maybe I'm watching Shark Week on Discovery. It's all because I love to learn. I'm like my Mom in that way. She always say's that she wishes she could get paid to go to school. I'd have to agree. That would be brilliant.

Well, anyway, today I cleaned my room. Boy, that was fun. Thank God my year's worth of crap wasn't that bad. I stuffed most of it in my closet, though. But only because most of it fell out of the closet from last year's cleaning. I looks good, besides the mountain of junk pilled up on my desk and sidetable. I have too much stuff, and nowhere to put it.

Well, I have to go. I've typed everything from today's happenings. Wish me luck for school!
Your's in excitment,
Casey Lynn

Hello!

Welcome! This is my first post, so I feel the need to introduce and explain.

I am Casey Lynn, born five minutes to midnight on groundhogs day, while the snow fell in Georgia. Now I live in Wisconsin and attend a Catholic school, where evil robots rule the roost. Those robots are really just girls without personalities. That's why I call them robots. They're nice, but I really just don't enjoy their company. They can be emotionally damaging without knowing, and they are always caught up in drama and gossip. I'm not very into that stuff, so I avoid it.

I have two sisters, Kristen who is in 6th grade, and Jordan, who is in 3rd grade. I have a mom who loves thunderstorms and a clean house, and a dad who loves the Packers and Brewers. I have they world's most adorable puppy, Roscoe, who enjoys biting my fingers when he's not sleeping, or chewing on underwear. I love him anyway.

I enjoy drawing in black ink, reading ( I adore the Harry Potter Series,) and writing (that's why I started this blog.) My favorite colors are all of them because I just can't make up my mind, my favorite animal is my puppy, and my favorite shows would have to be Mythbusters and America's Next Top Model. I love the movie, Confessions of a Shopaholic, and my favorite food is pizza and pasta. Loves me some Italian food! I practically live on my laptop, except when I'm doing chores, or walking my puppy. And that's all you need to know about me and my life.