Thursday, January 12, 2012

The Meat We Might Eat

So let me bring you up to speed here. It is January 9th, 2012 (approximately the second time I have ever written out 2012) and it is 2 in the morning. I have just arrived back at my house from a night out with my two favorite people. After some confusion and I'm pretty sure a second blog I just made out of frustration of said confusion I am here. Writing in what has been over a year for the very first time. Why has it taken me this long to write? After all I have missed writing very much and the answer is simple. For the past two years I have felt. . . uninspired. Uninspired with life, school was lame, my friends were gone (lame) and I was facing a deep depression that had me cut off all that I loved. . . including writing. But now those two years have turned into now, right now, me sitting here in a daze looking at my brightly lit computer screen fighting sleep but wanting to get this all down. But it's a lot to get down so I might give up at 3 am because I'm going to need to recap what a kind of year it's been since High School ended how my message of life has changed and then changed again. How my dark days turned to light and everything seems so freakin awesome now. Yes to right about the good I'm going to have to start with the past. Just a little past and veryyy summed up. For your benefit of course.


Now lets see, I just have some first things that have happened upon me I must write down before I forget. These are major. This one just came upon me. It has occured to me that a lot of people on the East Coast are angry. We've got mean New Yorks, Massholes, Connect-ti-oh well we're not going there and then the New Hampshits (hahahaha) and then us the Vermonsters (represent!) oh and then there's Maine, and Rhode Island and Maryland? Fuck is that on the East Coast (as I'm saying this I realize that I am thinking New England and that the East Coast is a grand scheme of many states, oops, whatevss). Anyways excuse my language I'm literally speaking in my head all of this and I'm kind of talking to myself while writing it down. So this is my language, to myself. Anyways but it doesn't make sense, why are we angry? Is it cause winter is such a cold-hearted bitter bitch? And it makes us East Coasters the same? Us East Coasters should unite. Show some solidarity and love, I mean think about it we are the Coast that the entire world looks to. Our time Zone is better than everyone elses. It is only the New Year when the ball has dropped live from New York. So everywhere else in America it doesn't count when it's midnight for you. It's 2012 bitches, the stock market begins with on East Coast standard time, along with TV shows and whatever the hell else. We have seen before the rest of America so that makes us the only part of America that matters. Right? I mean waddup? That's just my thought. This is totally going to be the stupidest thing I'll ever read in the morning.

But moving on to my life. In the past year I've dealt with my issues. I have been seeing a Therapist for over a year now and that has completely changed my life. I have taken on a new roll of honesty and happiness. I am really trying not to hold anything in. I want to be an open book and in many ways I am. When I write I am not afraid to share my entire life story. Because I know that it's up to you the reader whether you really want to read it or not. So really to me it seems like I'm just writing to myself and I'm also really not afraid of what peoples comments are on my writing, I will never hear them. Like when I wrote Cody a letter professing my love, which in somes ways is what this entire change in my life stems back to I wasn't afraid. Writing a letter may seem 8th grade but it was the best way I knew how. I knew that writing him a letter I would leave myself uncensored and hold nothing back. Which is exactly what I did, and I left it on his doorstep and ran but that's not the point. I had the courage, the balls to tell someone how I felt. I am not to this day ashamed of the way I did it, because it was me, the real me. A letter, writing, all the words I knew I'd never find if I was confronting him face to face. So this is why I'm starting my blog again. Because I need to write of all the feelings that I'll never find words for if I try and speak them out loud. Of all the stories I need to share that I can't possibly remember if I don't have somewhere to put them. I need to write, so here we begin again:

So far it's been almost two weeks into 2012 and I already feel my life changing and this being such a good year for me. I turn 20 in less than a month and will be in Canada celebrating with my best friends. In a year I am most definitely going to be in Ireland with a friend that I believe is going to become more like my sister because of this trip. I might be going to Florida in April. The point to all of this is, is that everyone thinks that if you stay in Brattleboro, or the town you grew up in. Never go to school or have those kind of goals you're going to be stuck there working a dead end job. And you know what that does end up being some peoples life. But I'm here to prove that statistic wrong. See, I'm not committed to school right now. I spent what? like 16 years in school, I was exhausted and hated it by the time I was done and when I got to school and sat in my first class I honestly thought what the fuck am I doing here? Sure as I looked out to my right my class room overlooked the beauty that is Lake Champlain and in a lot of way Champlain College is still my dream school and Burlington is still my dream place to live. But not right now. When I came home and started working with the Lyfords and I met Jack, Matthew and Sammy. And got to work those few brief (and hectic, crazy) months with Chole and Zoey I learned so much from these children and this wonderful family who is like all others but on a totally other planet. This family exceeds all measure, has been put to all tests and still proves that love conquers all. I can only dream to have a family this wonderful of my own someday, I can only dream to be as great of a parent as mine have been to me. So willing to accept that I wasn't ready for school, still proud of me, always proud of me their faith in me never falters and they believe I can change the world. The way my dad's jaw drops whenever I read him anything I write. The way my mother beams with pride is more than I can ever ask for. Their unconditional love in me is what is inspiring me to move on. I need to be able to move on from all that I have been hiding myself under these last few years. I have been living in a safety net. Staying close to home and my dog and my parents and I know that I have been doing that these past few years but suddenly I'm not afraid to leave them anymore. I know that I can always come back. I'm ready to be as proud of myself as my parents are of me. I want to travel, and hopefully when I'm done I'll be inspired to go full speed into my schooling and come out a Literary Agent. I have never been so sure in my life that this is what I want to do with it. I have never been so sure I'm going to be an author one day, even if it is one or two books that fail miserably and only the people I know in my small town buy it from our one Local Bookstore because this town takes hella pride in the people that achieve something beyond this level. And somehow that sounds perfect to me. Thinking of being an author, and probably failing sounds good to me. I will have made my town and state proud and there is nothing that I'll be more happy about than that. Because I am so proud of where I'm from I am so happy to be from Brattleboro and everyday I find something new to love about it. I don't ever understand why people hate this place so much, they say it's filled with drama and all these people they can't stand but you know what. I hate every single person I went to high school with (except of course the people I still talk to, you obviously know who you are) and this town is as small as it gets and I'm pretty good at never running into these people. I'm also good at keeping myself away from the drama. If you hate it and these people so much make an effort to avoid it. Otherwise you know deep down you're an attention whore that craves it, too much? Well it's true in some cases. But whatever, these people have a right to their opinion just like I stand by my very first blog where I say that Vermont is the best place to grow up. People vacation here during the summer, fall, winter and spring months. Why? Because you learn to fucking love life here. These mountains that turn lush green, snowy white and burn the colors of red, yellow and orange, make you take a step back and breathe. Relax. The stars at night and the way the full moon is the only light you need makes you realize there's nothing like nature, like living life to your fullest. And that's what I've learned here. That I'm going to do just that and I'm going to get out of here and when I come home will be so moved by the beauty I'll surely forget that I know I'll probably shed a few tears. The beauty of the world amazes me every time I step outdoors, I'm just ready now to let it amaze me all over the world. Starting in Ireland, possibly London and then who knows in the years to come where I'll be and where I'll go.

Here's another thing that I have come to appreciate:
I am suppose to be a broke ass college student. And that might seem strange to say but you know what? It's 100% true. I freak out and have anxiety attacks about the minimal bills I have to pay and the gas I have to have to get from here to there and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. That's life. It's a struggle, money is a problem, why stress? I always seem to make it, with the help of my parents or working extra hours or cleaning like hell around the house to find a few extra quarters. That's life. That's the life of a college student or anyone becoming an adult. It also tends to lead to some great stories. Like going to the cheapest greatest diner a half hour from here to buy a piece of pie and then sit there for hours with the greatest company, stuffing six crackers in your mouth, or eating cinnamon or trying to chug a cup of syrup. Laughing till you have tears in your eyes, running to the bathroom so you don't pee your pants and making great memories from absolutely nothing. Having movie marathons of movies we own and have seen a thousand times. Finding the most random ingredients or types of food in your friends house and just eating all of it. Wasting your money on gas just to go back road driving, on all the roads you have been driving on since you were fifteen. That's the good life. And no money in the world would make me wanna trade this life, honestly and seriously, although it would help if it was offered, but as long as I could keep this life. Just free money, that'd be awesome. But that's all I think I need to remind myself about right now. . . Be a broke ass college student, live life, prove people wrong, travel and don't commit if you don't want to. I don't know why I ever felt like such a failure, sure I had the right too at the time but now I've come out on the other side refreshed, ready to start anew and get this year rolling. It's going to be amazing and every story I'm going to be proud about to share with my kids someday. (How I Met Your Mother phase, except phase isn't a good word because phase is something you grow out of and lets face it when I like something, I LOVE it and obsess over it for the rest of my life. that's just me. :) it's really got me thinking about my life plans and the great stories I want to tell my children about my life. Like their amazing aunts who aren't even my blood sisters but should be. Or their great family or their mother's choices to live a different life and not follow the norm and tell them to do the same, to do whatever they want, live their life and make their own stories. I'm going to love and be proud of them no matter what.

And this is why I write, because it's all the things I'll know I'll forget to say or even possibly forget as my mind makes way for new adventures and stories it might shelve the best ones and make me forget about them. And I don't want to ever forget. So hopefully this blog is around years from now so I can read these to my children, or maybe I'll make every passage into a memoir of my life and read that to them when they're older. Who knows, I don't, and I don't think I want to. I'm just going to let life hit me and I'll take it as it comes, that's the best way to live it right?

Anyways this has literally taken me a week to write and I'm almost positive the stuff I wrote at the beginning makes absolutely no sense anymore. But I'm gonna keep it. So here we are. My first blog in over a year. Feels pretty good.

With all my love,
CassidyDoris<3

PS Sorry about the title, it can't be explained. Gentlements agreement. HUZZAH!

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Harry Potter is my life








These pictures are a complete representation of my life and love for all things Harry Potter. A complete summary of my childhood. I owe so much to JK Rowling. <3

Harry Potter

Harry Potter- Tell about a scar on your body.
Ron Weasley- Something you’re afraid of.
Hermione Granger- A subject you know a lot about.
Draco Malfoy- Closest green item to you.
Severus Snape- Your favourite alcoholic beverage.
Rubeus Hagrid- Your favourite animal.
Luna Lovegood- Something about you other people find weird.
Neville Longbottom- Your favourite flower.
Nymphodora Tonks- Something you would change about your appearance.
Fred and George Weasley- The last prank you pulled on someone, or someone pulled on you.
Voldemort- If you were to make a Horcrux, it would be…
Moaning Myrtle- The last thing to make you cry.
Sirius Black- Have you ever taken the blame for something you didn’t do?
Dobby- What is your most loved article of clothing?
Peeves the Poltergeist- What is the best/funniest insult you’ve used/heard?
Sybill Trelawney- When was the last time you experienced Deja Vu?
Filius Flitwick- What is your favorite spell from the Harry Potter series?
Lily Potter- Is there anyone you love so much you would die for?
Arthur Weasley- What piece of “Muggle” technology fascinates you most?
Mundungus Fletcher- Have you ever stolen anything?
Viktor Krum- If you were a Quidditch player, what position would you play?
Fleur Delacour- What physical attribute do you like most about yourself?
Hedwig- What was your all-time favorite pet, or, if you’ve never had one, your all-time favorite birthday gift.
Albus Dumbledore- What is your proudest accomplishment? (Dumbledore’s is, of course, being featured on a Famous Wizards Chocolate Frog Card)

Minerva McGonagall- What spell have you always wanted to use?


Harry Potter- Well funny story actually, I actually have a scar on my forehead. Well not really my forehead it's more like my hair line right above my forehead, but it makes me sound like Harry Potter if I say forehead. Anyways I got it from a brick hitting my head. Yes a brick. It was a booby trap set up by a rude man who didn't want me and my friends exploring an abandoned apartment that was right above his. I mean I get now we were suppose to be up there but setting up a booby trap is highly unnecessary.  But the scar is super legit, I don't think I'm the only child or actually person who loves scars. I mean they're a reminder of the badass adventures you did. Stories to tell and marks to show people to make the story seem more legit. I love having battle scars. :)


Ron Weasley- I am absolutely terrified of the dark. I have been ever since I was a little kid and I can't pinpoint the exact moment. I mean there was this one time my cousin was babysitting me and his sister, and it was late at night and he watched 'I Know What You Did Last Summer' and for some reason never told us not to watch it so we did and it scared us shitless and then suddenly after the movie he just left. So I ended up calling my dad because we were terrified, my cousin has never been yelled at more in his life I think. My dad was sooooo pissed. But anyways I'm pretty sure I was scared of the dark long before that and I don't know why. I just always have been and it's a fear I'm trying to kick but it's hard to overcome. Imagine what my boggart would look like, I wonder how it would make darkness and what would happen if I said 'riddikulus' I mean how do you make darkness funny?

Hermione Granger- Well Harry Potter obviously and I'm serious. If Harry Potter were a class, and it really should be I'd probably ace it. And it's not like facts about Harry Potter but it's like the life of the actors and crew members. I mean I am highly into Harry Potter and I do my research and I do it to an absurdly scary amount. To put it into perspective if I spent as much time on my schoolwork as I did Harry Potter I'd be getting A's in all my classes, no joke. But okay let's talk school classes. I'm really very good at English, I'm mainly great at writing creative essays and I love to read. I plan on pursuing a career in English. I am very interested in Journalism and writing my own books. But I also lately have been thinking about how amazing it'd be to be an Agent for an upcoming writer. You know? Help them publish there books, I'd get to read tons of manuscripts and seeing as I love to read seems like an awesome job to me and then I also have room to write my own things and have the sources to get them published cause I'd be my own agent. The only thing is, is I really need to figure out how I go about this career path.

Draco Malfoy- The closest green object to me is probably my purse. But I wish there was more to Malfoy then a green object. Haha.

Severus Snape- I'm not sure why he is related to alcohol. Is it because of AVPS, where his sitting there just drinking away or has JK Rowling mentioned he's a drinker before? I'm not sure anyways I like fruity drinks  and you can say what you want but I'm not a big drinker in general. I don't like the taste of beer and doing shots of vodka just feels gross, especially if you get the cheap kind that tastes like nail polish remover. I mean really that stuff is nasty. So anything fruity is how I drink.

Rubeus Hagrid- Well I love animals in general. And I used to want to be a Vet at one point because I loved them and just wanted to take care of them. So if I could choose any of the teachers, I'd probably love to be Hagrid's intern and learn all of his amazing knowledge on the magical creatures of Harry Potter. But I love dogs especially my own Mia. She's my best friend and probably knows more about me than anyone I know. I love horses and wish I could ride them, I still have a dream of owning a farm, just to own and take care of horses one day. I think this dream is solely because I'm a Vermonter and owning farms is a dream of everyones. Hahaha. But I also love dolphins and whales, I love water and oceans and am an Aquarius so it all really fits.  Ummm I don't know I just love animals. If we were to be talking Harry Potter, hippogriffs are for sure the best mix of horse and bird. They're beautiful and I'd love to be able to fly.

Luna Lovegood- Well people think I'm weird for loving Harry Potter as much as I do but I don't really care. People think I'm weird for just simply loving as much as I do. I love completely and with all my heart. I will care about you and protect you and be there for you whenever you need me. I love people because they think that no one does. And that's simply not true.

Neville Longbottom- My favorite flower has got to be Bleeding Hearts. And I'm not sure if a lot of people know what Bleeding Hearts are (Google, but make sure to add flowers in there or else it might not be pretty) but they are just beautiful to me. They always have been. I also love Lilacs, we have a huge bush next to our house that acts as a fence against our neighbors and in the spring they bloom so beautifully and when my windows are open my room instantly smells wonderful. I loveee those Lilacs in the spring.


Nymphadora Tonks- I'd probably change my legs. I mean they're chubby and annoying.


Fred and George Weasley- Honestly just reading their names together makes me cry. Whenever, wherever I see Fred and George Weasley I just wanna break down into sobs. But anywho not the point, I'm actually not very good at pranks. I'm great at hiding and doing the whole 'gotcha' thing but pranks I'm not fantastic at. And I can't remember the last prank that was pulled on me.

Voldemort- Well see, I'd never actually be able to make a Horcrux. I'd never be able to kill a person just to rip my soul apart, and I actually really love my soul and want it intact. I also don't believe in any of the beliefs Voldemort does. Making the magically world all Pure Bloods, pleaseeee. But I will however answer the question, which is a strange on indeed. Well I'd need something that was so valuable to me. Something that meant the world to me write? And I'd honestly probably say my stuffed animal Beethoven. It probably has the most connection to me out of everything and would be the first thing I would think of.

Moaning Mrytle- Um, the last thing to make me cry probably would've been when I was watching Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows the other day. But if we're talking things that aren't movies and such well I guess to be plain, life. The stress of life. Money problems, car problems, the fact that I always feel alone, even with the greatest friends in the world, I always feel alone.

Sirius Black- You know what, I feel like it's engraved in me to take the blame for things I didn't do. But I haven't had to do that a whole lot of my life because my friends and I don't really get into all that much trouble. And I mean we're clever about it if we do, do anything that's worth getting into trouble. But I can't remember a time if I ever did, but I probably have. 


Dobby- Socks of course. Hahaha, no just kidding. Um my most beloved article of clothing. I don't know that's strange. I mean I don't really care a lot about my clothing. I mean obviously I do because I bought it for myself and it must've looked good or something but I don't know if there's a piece of clothing that I love a lot and never wanna throw away.


Peeves- The best insult I've ever used and this is actually truly offensive and I never meant it in that way. It was all meant in good fun and honestly no one took it as offensive but people reading this might. I had this friend once, and I'll change his name because I can. But we called him Mike the Mexican. Well cause he was Mexican. And we were playing football once when his sister drove by and stopped to ask him something. We were all laughing and teasing him and we always tease him for being Mexican and never in a rude way, we don't take it that far and he always laughed and made fun of himself. Which I know seems like, well of course he did because he doesn't know how to tell you guys he hates it, but really I always asked him if he wanted us to stop and I always told him he needed to tell us if we were being rude. But he honestly didn't care. And I remember him looking over at us and I just went "Look at him looking at us like we're boarder patrol." And I don't think I've ever made my friends laugh as hard as they did and I don't think they ever looked at me with such awe. Because I'm really bad at making jokes or coming up with jokes or just being funny in the moment. I'm that cheesy, corny person who makes really really lame jokes. But this was a good one, one of my best.

Sybill Trelawney- It's truly funny this should be asked because just the other day I actually had deja vu. And it was when I was at work, I babysit for a family of currently five children. And I was outside with these two girls the family is currently fostering and we were buy the monkey bars and they were trying to climb up and they're only 1 and 2 so clearly I didn't want them on the monkey bars cause they were going to get seriously hurt and I had this moment when I went to pick the one year old up and off the bars and it just happened. Where it all felt like I had done this before, which is so weird because it's like I knew at some point in my life I'd be meeting these two girls. I fully believe in deja vu and that's it's real. Haha.


Filius Flitwick- My favorite spell. Well I think that 'Accio' is truly awesome. And sometimes I wish it were real for when I'm lazy and don't want to get up and get something. I love all the spells. I think 'Alohomora' is a brilliant and useful spell. Away from spells I find Apparating and Disapparating extremely useful and I wish it were real. I'd love to own a broom and fly.


Lily Potter- I would without a doubt die for my parents, my friends, my dog if I had too. I mean really I mean this seems odd but I love all of these people more than my own life. I couldn't go on living without them, so I'd willingly take my life if it meant I didn't have to go on living without them. And this is why people think I'm odd. My love runs deeper than a lot of people believe it does.


Arthur Weasley- The function of a rubber duck? Again just kidding. I just love making Potter jokes. But I find all of todays technology fascinating. I mean the things the world is working on. In a college down in Texas they're working on a real invisibility cloak. I mean fo reallll that's some sick stuff.


Mundungus Fletcher- This is something I am not proud of and wish I didn't have to admit to but I am being completely honesty with every one of these answers. And my answer to this is yes. Completely harmless things, but that's just making an excuse. I didn't do it to feel cool, I don't even know why I did it. But it was most definitely a phase I learned from and as much as it is wrong I think it's a phase all kids have to go through. Some learn, some don't.

Viktor Krum- I'd most definitely be Keeper. I have a really good eye. And if I had a great broom, my reflexes are on hyper speed when my adrenaline is going. I am also extremely competitive and I feel like Keeper is my best position for this. 

Fleur Delacour- I love my eyes. And I really love my skin color, or tone I guess you'd say. I tan very easily and have naturally tan skin to begin with so I just stay tan throughout winter and love it.

Hedwig- As I mentioned with Hagrid. My favorite pet is my dog Mia. She is truly an amazing dog, she is so smart and loving. When she was a puppy she hated when I would cry and we also used to play this game where I'd hide under my covers and call out to hear and she would whimper and cry and dig underneath my covers to find me and then lick my face as if saying "Don't do that again, you scared me" She cares about me so much and I know that's a weird thing to know about an animal but I know that she does. She it my constant, she is always there for me. She keeps me company and lets me ramble onto here even though she'd rather be sleeping. She's such an amazing best friend, I love her to death. 

Albus Dumbledore- My greatest achievement is living my life right now in this moment. There are a lot of things that I am doing differently with my life that I wasn't over a year ago. I'm more just a little bit healthier, not by much and don't get me wrong I love food and I'll eat what I want. But I know that I need to do it slowly. And not all the time and I what I want and what I need are two different things. I'm way more active, walking and dancing a lot. I'm constantly outside and chasing the little kiddos I babysit around. I'm making my own life. I'm paying my own school bills and I just feel so independent and I feel like that's a great accomplishment. I mean I still live at home, sure but eventually I won't. Eventually it'll be time for me to transfer and I'll need to move out and go on to bigger and better things. But I know that when that time comes I'll be able to do that and I'll be ready. And I feel great knowing all these things.

Minerva McGonagall- I have always wanted to use Stupefy or Petrificus Totalus or that awesome spelly Ginny uses in the fifth movie, I don't know if it's in the book though but she like blows up that dummy Death Eater into dust and everyone is like back the fuck up. You're awesome. That spell looks sickkkkk. I also wouldn't mind making all the statues come to life to defend Hogwarts. That was pretty badass. Not to mention the music that accompanies that whole scene, just chillin and beautiful!

And look at that. I'm done. That was so much fun! Really!

There are a few more things I'd like to add. Like a Voldemort/Harry complex. Which would you choose out of the Deathly Hallows? The Cloak, Wand or Stone.

My answer would easily be the Cloak. It'd be so much fun to maneuver around unseen. I don't think I could handle all the power the Wand possess to be honest. I would certainly not go crazy with it and I, like Dumbledore probably could keep it all hushed up but I'd just be afraid of it's power and afraid of the people that want it's power. I don't want to die because of a Wand. And I fully understand the power of the after life, I understand that once loved ones leave this world they are accepted into another. I think it is beyond selfish to try and bring them back no matter how much I love them and want to see them again. In time I will but I should not want to bring them back and have them be unhappy, it would drive me mad to see them unhappy.

Andddd I think that's it. Anyways I realize I haven't written on here in more than a year now and I think it's time I get back to my writing. So I'll be here a lot more often now.

With love,
CassidyDoris

Monday, January 17, 2011

With my love



Most importantly, know your life is important. There are so many people whether you believe it or not that love you. And just look around at how beautiful the world can be, you just have to be willing to open your eyes to all the possiblities that world is handing to you. Take them, every second and every chance you get take those possiblities. I can't promise you they'll  all be good, but I can promise you that it'll be worth it. Just living is worth it. You are loved.


With my love,
CassidyDoris

Ps. Note to Self:  Stop judging your actions and just do them. They don't always need to be analyzed and over analyzed the way you always do. Live.