Catholic

I was raised in a strong Catholic family. We attended church every weekend as well as during the week when I attended a private Catholic school. I continued my Catholic education through middle school and high school. When I got to college it became harder and harder to attend church on the weekends. I don't have my mom there telling me to wake up on Sunday morning or get dressed on Sunday afternoon. I still am a strong believer, and I do think since I haven't been making church as much as I should, it has made a difference in my life. In conclusion, I should start going back to church every weekend, starting next weekend.

Now I remember why...

Now I remember why we always called this town, "DRAMA CENTRAL." It seems as though ever time I come back theres more drama that I get sucked into. My mom was right about the people who stay here and never get away. They don't have a life and they dwell on everyone else's and when there isn't any drama, they stir some up on their own! My so-called "friend" made up this unbelievable lie that my boyfriend, whom she has yet to meet for her own reasons, is cheating on me. After crying and talking to my REAL friends, I came to the conclusion that she is just jealous that my relationship is working, and none of hers ever do. Besides the fact that she is a pathological liar, I kind of feel bad for her because maybe she actually believes the lies she spouts out. I love the fact that she had no way at all to back up what she supposedly knew about him. And that is why my small town is known as "DRAMA CENTRAL!"

Hope ya'lls weekend was better than mine!
♥ Cassie

Jesus Movie

The Arts

A young woman, somewhere between 18 and 28 years old is standing at a window on the second floor of a house. She stands with her back towards us. She has brown messy hair that goes to her mid-back. She is wearing a satin ribbon that is barely staying in her hair. The girls right hand is resting on the wooden window frame. Her left hand rests with her finger tips beside her face. The window has a lacy, sheer curtain on it. The wind seems to be blowing her hair. She is wearing a floral dress with lace accents on the cuff, collar, and under the seem of her arm. The material looks very heavy. You can see the top of a building across from her, out the window. She seems like she's a simple girl with clean, short fingernails. In my opinion she is anticipating or waiting for something or someone. The picture is more of a Sepia than a black and white.