Wednesday Sept 28th
i have a quiz in bib lit tomorrow morning. Its at the end of class, and our teacher sheila says we dont really need much time for it. It's not the time im worried about, im just worried that im reading and studying all the right material. Honestly, im going to quote the lovely carrie underwood with 'Sometimes you feel that mountain that your climbing is just a grain of sand." THAT, i need to keep in mind. Cause this IS just a quiz that is worth 5% of my grade. But every % counts to the fullest.. so im going to study.. and study.. and study.. and keep sitting here.. let the blood to my butt cut off so my legs go nub so i cant walk away or even get up from my desk. Seems like a fool proof plan.
Before my quiz tomorrow morning, i have an 8:30am writing lab.. (rubs eyes) ...AM... ughh. That will be fine. We just learn how to write papers properly in the correct form. Like, Chicago style, APA Style, or MLA style. So it should be super easy. Its the 8:30am thats got my attention.
Um.. news news... i have a yearbook meeting at lunch tomorrow. I've been walking around with a camera around my neck most evenings this week taking 'mingling' photos then i have to capture the boys soccer teams home game this saturday at 2pm. All of which is for yearbook. I designed the cover. They needed something simple but awesome, so i drew something up a few days ago and gave it to the editor yesterday.. needless to say she loved it. So we're going with it. Go me!
Also, I was elected the 1st year representative for student council. There were elections and posters and ... I won with 56% of the vote. So Kirtsen and i will be doing that job together. So, im a busy girl out here. Im now in 3 different comities with lots of obligations, all of which im completely dominating. So its looking very good.
Im excited for this. Lets go.
<3 Cass
Friday, September 28, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
this is the best thing?
Week 8... And my energy level is almost nonexistent... These campers, and staff, are taking me for all I've got. This week is youth week. The campers are between 16 and 18 and a lot of them served as staff this summer... in a way its great to have them 'home' and in another way, they are making things slightly harder for us. Campers are yerning to connect with us as staff and as friends, and these previous camp staffs are just dying for the inside view and also to re connect with us as well. Im leading kayaking this week. 4 periods of being in a tippy bouncy boat... hahah.. yah... every time i sit down or lay down, i feel like im going to either float away or fall over! I look drunk. But let me reasure you.. i am not.
This summer has impacted me like i never thought it would. The friendships i've made have all lead me to one very important thing.. something i THOUGHT i knew and fully understood. But now i get it so much more. And just to let you know, im up in the loft of the main dining hall, laying on a huge couch.. and i feel like im going to fall off. Dumb Kayak. Funny story... Monday was the first day we had with Campers and Kayaks. It was stormy, gross... no one really wants to get wet weather. SOOO Instead of going in the kayaks.. we sat on the dock and talked and told stories... and i decided in my time of frozen fingers that i was going to use the broken rudder from my boat to dig a hole in the dock. That rudder is the kayaking mascot now. If there wasn't water in my way.. i'd be half way to china! Whats funnier... is that the swimmers then decided to dig and build a large trench that actually takes up the entire beach area... they really ARE half way to China. Whats standing in their way you ask? Clay in the ground and a water level.
I had to go to the hospital AGAIN yesterday. We had a staff vs. campers baseball game. And so the story goes, cassy got a baseball in the face thanks to a foul tip and my lacking of baseball glove. I was back catch or whatever... the dude behind the plate. So yah, got hit in the face... i thought i was fine so i lifted my head back and spit on the ground.. i spit out a mouth full of precious blood. I then decided it was probably a good idea to get a nurse. Becky Hamm (Nurse) was right there so i opened my mouth so she could take a peek and she actually gasped and took a step back. NOT REASURING. I needed stitches. SO Megan and i drove to the hospital in my car only to wait in the waiting room for 20 some minutes before being taken in to see the doc. We then waited and hour and a few minutes in an observation room.. yes megs ans i were playing with everything we touched. Once the doc finally came in, he sent me home. Saying it was going to heal itself. In light of the moment.. we stopped and Mc'Ds and had fries. For a lack of better words, it was a great night.
Heres something neat. Jo and i had a heart to heart tonight. She's really holding herself together.. especially with all the pressure of her retirement coming up right around the corner. Our talk involved many a hugs and compliments towards each other..
and real hugs. Not just 'Jo' hugs.
Something i have to remind myself everyday is that God only gives us what we can handle.
This summer has impacted me like i never thought it would. The friendships i've made have all lead me to one very important thing.. something i THOUGHT i knew and fully understood. But now i get it so much more. And just to let you know, im up in the loft of the main dining hall, laying on a huge couch.. and i feel like im going to fall off. Dumb Kayak. Funny story... Monday was the first day we had with Campers and Kayaks. It was stormy, gross... no one really wants to get wet weather. SOOO Instead of going in the kayaks.. we sat on the dock and talked and told stories... and i decided in my time of frozen fingers that i was going to use the broken rudder from my boat to dig a hole in the dock. That rudder is the kayaking mascot now. If there wasn't water in my way.. i'd be half way to china! Whats funnier... is that the swimmers then decided to dig and build a large trench that actually takes up the entire beach area... they really ARE half way to China. Whats standing in their way you ask? Clay in the ground and a water level.
I had to go to the hospital AGAIN yesterday. We had a staff vs. campers baseball game. And so the story goes, cassy got a baseball in the face thanks to a foul tip and my lacking of baseball glove. I was back catch or whatever... the dude behind the plate. So yah, got hit in the face... i thought i was fine so i lifted my head back and spit on the ground.. i spit out a mouth full of precious blood. I then decided it was probably a good idea to get a nurse. Becky Hamm (Nurse) was right there so i opened my mouth so she could take a peek and she actually gasped and took a step back. NOT REASURING. I needed stitches. SO Megan and i drove to the hospital in my car only to wait in the waiting room for 20 some minutes before being taken in to see the doc. We then waited and hour and a few minutes in an observation room.. yes megs ans i were playing with everything we touched. Once the doc finally came in, he sent me home. Saying it was going to heal itself. In light of the moment.. we stopped and Mc'Ds and had fries. For a lack of better words, it was a great night.
Heres something neat. Jo and i had a heart to heart tonight. She's really holding herself together.. especially with all the pressure of her retirement coming up right around the corner. Our talk involved many a hugs and compliments towards each other..
and real hugs. Not just 'Jo' hugs.
Something i have to remind myself everyday is that God only gives us what we can handle.
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Week One
Im trying to think of a way to quickly sum up my week for you. Not possible are the words running through my head. Im borrowing computer time right now, thank you for being so granting Jo. (Director) I was on Dinning Hall staff this week. It was a very repetitive job that required stupidly early hours with less than zero free time for showers or sleep. If I wasn't cleaning dishes, I had 5 month old baby Eden in my arms, probably puking up her bottle i had JUST finished giving her. I have a count down going for my laundry day os of tuesday. My Launrdy day is wednsday. Go figure!
Its great seeing familar faces all the time now. The guys i worked with this week were hilarious and Dan (new amazing bud) knows almost the same amount of switchfoot lyrics that i do. So needles to say, we sang a lot while cleaning. Mostly 'Gone' and 'Oh! Gravity.' It was a hoot. Way too fun.
This upcoming week is kids week. I'll be cabin leading, so keep your prayers coming my way. I haven't ever cabin lead kids this young before, but i have faith everything will go great. My faith is running normaly. I haven't felt the sudden urge to be decitful to my ways as many of you told me i'd probably feel. The constant encouragement from family, friends, and camp family has kept my head on my shoulders and keep my eyes on the prize.
Im tired. Im sooooo tired. My bed in amazing.. comfy, warm, perfect. So im having the usual thoughts in the morning.. "Do i get up now?? ...or stall as long as i possibly can?" I usually stall and just roll over for the next minute and a have until i KNOW then im pushing it. Thats only happened 3 times so far. The food here is... well, menno food. It comes 6 times a day and in mass carts. Breakfast, snack, lunch, snack, dinner (main meal), snack. Not to mention the STAFF ONLY FOOD CART. (HAPPY DANCE)
Well Im hearing my name being called up the stairs. We're having a CSI night.. because i brought my CSI. AND... then im watching my Switchfoot DVD with some guys who are dying to see it.
Thanks for reading!
Its great seeing familar faces all the time now. The guys i worked with this week were hilarious and Dan (new amazing bud) knows almost the same amount of switchfoot lyrics that i do. So needles to say, we sang a lot while cleaning. Mostly 'Gone' and 'Oh! Gravity.' It was a hoot. Way too fun.
This upcoming week is kids week. I'll be cabin leading, so keep your prayers coming my way. I haven't ever cabin lead kids this young before, but i have faith everything will go great. My faith is running normaly. I haven't felt the sudden urge to be decitful to my ways as many of you told me i'd probably feel. The constant encouragement from family, friends, and camp family has kept my head on my shoulders and keep my eyes on the prize.
Im tired. Im sooooo tired. My bed in amazing.. comfy, warm, perfect. So im having the usual thoughts in the morning.. "Do i get up now?? ...or stall as long as i possibly can?" I usually stall and just roll over for the next minute and a have until i KNOW then im pushing it. Thats only happened 3 times so far. The food here is... well, menno food. It comes 6 times a day and in mass carts. Breakfast, snack, lunch, snack, dinner (main meal), snack. Not to mention the STAFF ONLY FOOD CART. (HAPPY DANCE)
Well Im hearing my name being called up the stairs. We're having a CSI night.. because i brought my CSI. AND... then im watching my Switchfoot DVD with some guys who are dying to see it.
Thanks for reading!
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
2 days in 1 blog
(Tuesday)
there is absolutely no way for a writer to have writers block in an airport. as i stood in line atthe check in counter, i saw the most fascinating people. well, fascinating to say the least. i was surrounded by newlyweds and families traveling in large 'lion like' packs. i, personally, LOVE watching (or peaking at) newly married couples. They are hilarious. All the couples i saw today had "LOOK AT ME IM MARRIED" t-shirts on, cute idea, it got old.
due to the less than impressive lack of sleep i received Monday night, i snoozed the ENTIRE plane ride to philly. keeping in mind the flight was only 45 minutes, we were kept on the ground after arrival for a good 30 minute. the Jet Walk was broken, and US Airways HAD to get every mainenance crew ou to attempt to fix it. none of which were successful. once i was finally out of the sweaty, squishy, miniature hell i was trapped in for way too long, i found myself doing the 'Home Alone Run' to the new gate. the run was successful. id like to thank Switchfoot for creating "Oh! Gravity." with such an amazingly fast paced beat. and Chad the drummer for playing it so well. i listened to "Oh! Gravity." while running through the philly airport. 3 full terminals to be excat.
(Wednesday)
today was tiring. its not as much as a physical tired (the normal) ...but an emotional tired. i started my day by driving mom to work so she could get a few things done. i ran into a handfull of my old tech guys.. i forgot how much i really missed them. great memories. once all the hugs were given, i drove a few towns over to North Lake College. (my old school) i waited for a while for my transcript then i actually was able to watch them mail it out. so i know its on its way to winnipeg. ive become quite aggravted with the Texas school board. the education system they have is completely different than Canadas. just making my possiblities for post high school education next to impossible. im loosing hope, but my prayers stay strong. im really loosing my ambition.. (deep breath)
mom and i shopped a lot today. we made a trip to Ikea so she could get some decorating ideas. and as most of you know, while i was employed at Ikea.. i had a grand time buying things and just walking around.. or testing out pillows and beds. (it was a hobby of mine) i stopped at the WillowBend Mall to the MAC store (heaven on earth) so i could get one of the genius' to fix the speaker on my ibook and take a look at the menu button on my ipod. they had to replace my ipod. its nice to have a working ipod, but completely unfortunate that i didnt bring my external hard drive to texas. all my music is on that hard drive. (bites lip) i have no music for the trip home. someone throw a bullet at me. oh wait, im in texas, i'll just go pick one out of the grass outside.
there is absolutely no way for a writer to have writers block in an airport. as i stood in line atthe check in counter, i saw the most fascinating people. well, fascinating to say the least. i was surrounded by newlyweds and families traveling in large 'lion like' packs. i, personally, LOVE watching (or peaking at) newly married couples. They are hilarious. All the couples i saw today had "LOOK AT ME IM MARRIED" t-shirts on, cute idea, it got old.
due to the less than impressive lack of sleep i received Monday night, i snoozed the ENTIRE plane ride to philly. keeping in mind the flight was only 45 minutes, we were kept on the ground after arrival for a good 30 minute. the Jet Walk was broken, and US Airways HAD to get every mainenance crew ou to attempt to fix it. none of which were successful. once i was finally out of the sweaty, squishy, miniature hell i was trapped in for way too long, i found myself doing the 'Home Alone Run' to the new gate. the run was successful. id like to thank Switchfoot for creating "Oh! Gravity." with such an amazingly fast paced beat. and Chad the drummer for playing it so well. i listened to "Oh! Gravity." while running through the philly airport. 3 full terminals to be excat.
(Wednesday)
today was tiring. its not as much as a physical tired (the normal) ...but an emotional tired. i started my day by driving mom to work so she could get a few things done. i ran into a handfull of my old tech guys.. i forgot how much i really missed them. great memories. once all the hugs were given, i drove a few towns over to North Lake College. (my old school) i waited for a while for my transcript then i actually was able to watch them mail it out. so i know its on its way to winnipeg. ive become quite aggravted with the Texas school board. the education system they have is completely different than Canadas. just making my possiblities for post high school education next to impossible. im loosing hope, but my prayers stay strong. im really loosing my ambition.. (deep breath)
mom and i shopped a lot today. we made a trip to Ikea so she could get some decorating ideas. and as most of you know, while i was employed at Ikea.. i had a grand time buying things and just walking around.. or testing out pillows and beds. (it was a hobby of mine) i stopped at the WillowBend Mall to the MAC store (heaven on earth) so i could get one of the genius' to fix the speaker on my ibook and take a look at the menu button on my ipod. they had to replace my ipod. its nice to have a working ipod, but completely unfortunate that i didnt bring my external hard drive to texas. all my music is on that hard drive. (bites lip) i have no music for the trip home. someone throw a bullet at me. oh wait, im in texas, i'll just go pick one out of the grass outside.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
the countdown
my camp countdown has begun. its more like the, constant canoeing hair-do, desert every meal, no laundry all summer, friends 24/7, poker night almost every night... countdown. to say the least. on sunday, (the 1st of july) I shall pack my switchfoot saturn full of everything that pieces me together and drive the few hours (2ish.. depending on my speed) to Camp Crossroads, where i will spend the rest of my summer. exciting eh?
here's the kicker... it was.. quickly... decided that i would be making a trip back to texas.. on tuesday, until saturday. SOO change o' plans then. countdown is as follows.. texas in 2, canada in 5, camp in 7. tonight is pack for camp night. i need to have everything washed then packed into the duffle bag so then tomorrow can be a less stressful day. tomorrow needs to run smoothly. i have to deliver lunch to the V n' Z's (greenhouse boss's) then run to st. catherines to fill out a discusting amount of papers so i can re-apply for my health card. then i'll calm myself with a grandma outting for lunch. my flight goes out of buffalo around 5:30ish tuesday morning, thus putting me in the DFW airport around 10am... with only one super quick stop in philly. (so quick i'll probably have to pull the whole 'home alone' run threw the airport just to get to my flight) monday night should be a nice evening! my 3 closest friends are going to be here to 'see me off' and have a hang out.
(this is when she looks over the lazy couch shes sitting on to see the massively large piles of laundry that needs to be folded and packed)
i must go.
here's the kicker... it was.. quickly... decided that i would be making a trip back to texas.. on tuesday, until saturday. SOO change o' plans then. countdown is as follows.. texas in 2, canada in 5, camp in 7. tonight is pack for camp night. i need to have everything washed then packed into the duffle bag so then tomorrow can be a less stressful day. tomorrow needs to run smoothly. i have to deliver lunch to the V n' Z's (greenhouse boss's) then run to st. catherines to fill out a discusting amount of papers so i can re-apply for my health card. then i'll calm myself with a grandma outting for lunch. my flight goes out of buffalo around 5:30ish tuesday morning, thus putting me in the DFW airport around 10am... with only one super quick stop in philly. (so quick i'll probably have to pull the whole 'home alone' run threw the airport just to get to my flight) monday night should be a nice evening! my 3 closest friends are going to be here to 'see me off' and have a hang out.
(this is when she looks over the lazy couch shes sitting on to see the massively large piles of laundry that needs to be folded and packed)
i must go.
Sunday, June 17, 2007
golden ticket
today felt like tasting chocolate for the first time. i've never felt such a mix of emotions. in the morning, i awoke with frustration bubbles lingering over my head.. then i checked my e-mail.. then the bubbles exploded. they didnt just pop. they freakin exploded. i, unfortunately, didnt have anyone go come to toronto with me anymore. crud. so i phoned my dad to inform him of my newly exploded bubbles and boy oh boy... he did not even hesitate to tell me not to go to the game. which i can completely understand. ...did i listen? Nu uh.
so im driving to Toronto and im thinking that i may JUST get to the stadium in time for the first of the game. traffic was overly amazing. i've never seen such a lack of cars on a sunday in toronto. and since it was fathers day today.. i thought it'd be even more busy than usual. families going places for dads day... dads going places to escape their families plans.. ...just for the record, my dad gave me these toronto fc tickets. the game was against dallas fc and he wasn't able to go to the game anyway.. im not just a horrible daughter who neglects my father on fathers day. i made him a poster. ...anyway...
i arrived at the field and got an amazing parking spot. right under a tree.. the afternoon sun would be blocked and my car would be not as boiling hot on the inside. (does happy dance) i shoved my money and important stuff into my pocket.. grabbed the 2 tickets.. and walked towards the field. on my way there, i was hit in the shoulder by some teenager kicking a soccer ball. nice guy. we ended up talking about soccer for a minute or 2.. he apologized and i went on my way. i was almost at the door when some random guy stopped me and asked if i was selling. selling what? he wanted my other ticket. so i told him that the ticket was 30 bucks... and he only had 20's... and i.. didn't have change. sucks for him. i sold the ticket for 40 bucks. i bought a long sleeve t-shirt and a pop and hot dog! (happy dance continued)
the game, for those of you who missed it, was intense. lots of yellow flags. lots of goals, headbuts, cleats making contact with skin, and oh the language... fantastic game. all around amazing. fc dallas lost (pout) but drew moore #14 waved to me... so that made them good again. No one ever came and sat in the other tickets seat. so it was nice to have 'cheering' room.
once the game was over and patrons were running to their cars to attempt to miss heavy traffic, i decided i LOVED being in toronto alone because then i didnt have to keep a schedule. with that in mind, i walked around the stadium for a bit, got some water (i could feel my skin melting) then once i made it to the front of the building, i walked by several men in suits and ties. lets just say i didnt not take a closer look. i realized that the swarm of men were the toronto fc team! (happy dance continued) they all signed my ticket and made conversation with me for a good 20 some minutes until the crazed fans spotted them and i was slowly moshed out of their way. very cool anyway. the goalie, #18 (russian name that i cant even try to spell) was hilarious! the signed 'golden ticket'...even though its red, is on display on my desk....
They say the best writers come from the people with the most experience in life and in faith. i believe that in the fullest. im waiting for my next challenge.
so im driving to Toronto and im thinking that i may JUST get to the stadium in time for the first of the game. traffic was overly amazing. i've never seen such a lack of cars on a sunday in toronto. and since it was fathers day today.. i thought it'd be even more busy than usual. families going places for dads day... dads going places to escape their families plans.. ...just for the record, my dad gave me these toronto fc tickets. the game was against dallas fc and he wasn't able to go to the game anyway.. im not just a horrible daughter who neglects my father on fathers day. i made him a poster. ...anyway...
i arrived at the field and got an amazing parking spot. right under a tree.. the afternoon sun would be blocked and my car would be not as boiling hot on the inside. (does happy dance) i shoved my money and important stuff into my pocket.. grabbed the 2 tickets.. and walked towards the field. on my way there, i was hit in the shoulder by some teenager kicking a soccer ball. nice guy. we ended up talking about soccer for a minute or 2.. he apologized and i went on my way. i was almost at the door when some random guy stopped me and asked if i was selling. selling what? he wanted my other ticket. so i told him that the ticket was 30 bucks... and he only had 20's... and i.. didn't have change. sucks for him. i sold the ticket for 40 bucks. i bought a long sleeve t-shirt and a pop and hot dog! (happy dance continued)
the game, for those of you who missed it, was intense. lots of yellow flags. lots of goals, headbuts, cleats making contact with skin, and oh the language... fantastic game. all around amazing. fc dallas lost (pout) but drew moore #14 waved to me... so that made them good again. No one ever came and sat in the other tickets seat. so it was nice to have 'cheering' room.
once the game was over and patrons were running to their cars to attempt to miss heavy traffic, i decided i LOVED being in toronto alone because then i didnt have to keep a schedule. with that in mind, i walked around the stadium for a bit, got some water (i could feel my skin melting) then once i made it to the front of the building, i walked by several men in suits and ties. lets just say i didnt not take a closer look. i realized that the swarm of men were the toronto fc team! (happy dance continued) they all signed my ticket and made conversation with me for a good 20 some minutes until the crazed fans spotted them and i was slowly moshed out of their way. very cool anyway. the goalie, #18 (russian name that i cant even try to spell) was hilarious! the signed 'golden ticket'...even though its red, is on display on my desk....
They say the best writers come from the people with the most experience in life and in faith. i believe that in the fullest. im waiting for my next challenge.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
plans?
im overly excited for the next few days. sure, today went really well and no rabbits were sent to tummy hell... but this weekend and possibly week, are going to be so good for me! (claps hands) i planted all day today. spent most of my hours in front of the house on my hands and knees digging in the dirt.. almost like i was back in elementary school again. and although i have the weirdest tan forming on my back, i stay positive. tonight my sister said i look like a chinese mexican. (punched her mouth) then continued on with my day. anyway, tomorrow i work until lord knows when, then holly and i have to go to walmart to purchase our dads fathers day give. ya'll... youll never believe what he asked for. a kite. might as well just buy him the Mary Poppins movie as well. the 2 go hand in hand. so yes, kite on saturday... sunday... how excited am i! sunday i plan on playing church hookie and going to a toronto fc game! YAYA!!! Loves me some soccer. then, if that doesnt just make my day complete, my friend won the z103.5 dance contest, so he shall accompany me to the soccer game, then i shall do the same for him..because after the game we are going to go to the z1035 offices so he can sign some papers.. and do a bit of a meet and greet. and yes... im fully prepared to be that one creeper girl in the background taking a mass amount of pictures.
my eyes have become heavy... im going to bed. i've been praying for a good friend whos in a bit of a jam right now. im feeling that my prayers are being answered...slowly. he needs answers and he needs to see the light of his path. its so hard knowing that every plan we make, may not be the right one for us. im saying this one for later. (folds paper into pocket.)
my eyes have become heavy... im going to bed. i've been praying for a good friend whos in a bit of a jam right now. im feeling that my prayers are being answered...slowly. he needs answers and he needs to see the light of his path. its so hard knowing that every plan we make, may not be the right one for us. im saying this one for later. (folds paper into pocket.)
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