Casey Marie. My interests include but are not limited to Music, British Television, Books, Blogging, Makeup, Chocolate, Cooking, Friends, Concerts, and Seattle. My heart belongs to the Pacific Northwest ♥
I used to hate my first name and I always thought my middle name was too boring. Now I embrace them both.
I buy knock off everything. I don’t like to spend too much on anything. When people go shopping with me they get really annoyed because I’ll have like 10 things in my cart and by the time we get to the register, I will have put at least half if not more of those items back or try and replace them with a cheaper brand of the same thing.
My iTunes and my Last.fm is completely random. There is no rhyme or reason to any of it.
I like doing art projects.
I hate naked walls. Decoration makes me feel home and comfortable.
I used to have a million band posters on my wall. I grew out of that phase and now just have one above my bed. Not by choice though. Thanks Shawnie… haha.
I have a pair of hipster glasses that I wear proudly.
I think tongue and belly button rings are trashy (on BOTH sexes)
I have more makeup than I know what to do with, but only use half of it. I will keep on collecting though…because you never know.
I never want to get married. I want to fall in love and be with someone for the rest of my life, but I do not want to get married.
My favorite book is Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil by John Berendt. I am not a big fan of the movie though.
My second favorite book is Animal Farm by George Orwell.
I am a picture junkie. I love having memories. I do not consider myself a photographer though. Just because you have a camera and can take a clear picture of a house plant does not make you a photographer.
I own an acoustic guitar, but do not know how to play it.
I hate leaving the house without at least SOME sort of eyeliner on my eyes. I feel naked without it, and to be honest I am not cute without it either.
I used to airbrush the fuck out of my pictures. Now I just mess with the coloring and call it a day.
I don’t throw out dead flowers. Instead I keep them in my room as decoration. I still have the housewarming flowers Jen gave me when I moved here in 2007. Most of them have crumbled away, but the remaining few are in a Skyy Vodka bottle on my bookshelf.
My ears have never been pierced, but I used to have three piercings in my bottom lip.
I have a fear of Spiders, but I love snakes.
I pretty much only wear flats. I have sneakers, but I only wear them when I can’t find my flats, or when I am just lazy.
When I was still in school, the end of summer shopping was my favorite. Not for clothes though. I just LOVED getting so many school supplies at such low prices!!
I used the same backpack for a majority of my life and only stopped using it because it burned up in a house fire when I was going into 8th grade. If it had not of died, I would probably still be using it. I have been searching for one like it since but to no avail. =/
I prefer low light in my room UNLESS I am doing my makeup and hair.
I love road trips. I think that is why taking three day long Greyhound trips has never really bothered me. The not showering every day thing bothers me, but the adventure and meeting new people is so much fun.
I still have the very first autograph I have ever gotten in a lock box that once belonged to my mother. Thats where I keep all of my important stuff, and it is located next to my door so I can grab it in case I ever have to flee from the house in an emergency. The autograph belongs to Nick Wheeler and it is on an orange Zumies sticker.
I have the worst time keeping a journal and or diary. The only even remotely successful attempt is all of the writings in the margins of my Harry Potter and the Goblet Of Fire book.
I’m fat, but I don’t give a fuck anymore.
I grew up in trailer parks, therefore I get terribly offended when people use the term trailer trash. Not all of the people living in a trailer have a couch on their front lawn and consider Jerry Springer their personal Jesus.
I sometimes sing really well. I can’t make a career out of it because when I am sounding good it is completely out of nowhere BUT there are times when I sound decent.
There are a few relationships from my past that I wish I can fix but will probably never get the chance.
I still have a Myspace, but I don’t use it for anything other than storing old pictures until I can get an external hard drive, and for listening to music that I am too lazy to download.
I was born with thick wavy hair, but over the years it has randomly developed into full on curls.
I want to go on a music adventure road trip like Chuck Klosterman went on and wrote about in his book ‘Killing Yourself to Live’.
I think penis and vagina are gross looking and do not understand why either sex would find them to be at all attractive.
When I get my own house, it is my goal to have a TON of blankets and pillows. Not only to be prepared for guests but also so I can build forts whenever I want.
I have lost track of how many times I have dyed my hair, but I remember the first time. I begged my Mom to put blonde streaks in it when I was in 5th grade. I looked supa fly!
I very rarely buy music.
My favorite smell is the smell of Puget Sound on a clear day. I used to spend hours at the marina just sitting on the dock looking out towards the west daydreaming and taking it all in. A luxury that I miss the most about my time spent in Washington State.
I have horrible social anxiety.
My favorite album, and the only album that I can play over and over again is ‘Move Along’ by The All-American Rejects.
I am obsessed with burning incense in my room. It mellows me out.
I have a really tiny TV in my room. I have plans to get whatever I need to get to turn my computer monitor into a TV though.
I think that if the time comes when I want a child, I will adopt. Something about a bowling ball coming out of my twat is not appealing.
I prefer hiding away in my room to going out clubbing (or whatever the kids are calling it now days.)
My room is a controlled chaos. A place for everything and everything in it’s place… and it just so happens that most of the time that place is my floor.
I drink more water than I do soda now days, but there was a time not too long ago when I would drink up to 6 cans of soda a day. Since I have cut down on soda, I have felt great!
I smoke pot from time to time.
I have more than one best friend and I love them all for different reasons. They all complete me.
I watch a lot of CNN.
I prefer night time over day time. I am rather nocturnal.
I shower at night rather than in the morning. I can not fall asleep without wet hair which I have been told is not good for me.
I sleep with a fan on my face all year round, and have trouble sleeping without one.
My biggest goal in life is to photobomb someone super famous.
I do not like nor tolerate homophobic, or racist people.
I do not like nor tolerate meth users.
I do not like nor tolerate attention whores or drama queens.
I do however like and tolerate Mocha Mudslide Ice Cream. It is my favorite!
I bite my nails.
I recently lost half of my pinky toenail in an incident involving a hotel room, two of my friends, and two bottles of Vodka.
I used to write fanfictions but I hate every story I have ever written. That is probably why I have always had a tendency to start stories, but not finish them.
I do not have my drivers license because I am too scared to go and take the driving test. I passed the practice written test online though!
I am starting to think that I am unemployable.
I plan on never stepping foot in Texas again.
My mom died in 2008.
The first real pet I ever had was a Ferret named Buddy that my Dad found running down the road on his way to work.
I graduated high school three years later than I should have because I dropped out the end of my 10th grade year thanks to bullying. No one knew that was the reason though…until now.
I love every single song by The Used. Lyrically, they are my favorite band.
I can hold my pee for a really long time thanks to so many years of standing in line for shows. Yes, I am aware that that is not healthy.
The number for this fact will forever make me giggle, usually it is just inside my head though.
I have yet to read the books that spawned the show ‘True Blood’ but I am obsessed with the show. I attempted to read the first book, but just could not get into it.
My closet is packed from floor to ceiling with junk that needs to just be thrown out. But I am scared to enter it because there are probably huge spiders in there. [Edit: I have since cleaned out my closet and it is wonderful now.]
My favorite food is cheese.
I have always wanted a dog, and I plan on getting one after I move out on my own.
When it comes to drinks, I am very accident prone. My carpets have definitely seen better days, thats for sure.
I used to only wear band T-shirts. I was highly uncomfortable about my body and decided that they did the best job of hiding places I didn’t want seen. Now however I am embracing what I once decided to hide. Bring on the girlie clothes!
I think my eyes are way to close together and that my nose is way too big. My lips on the other hand are FANTASTIC!
I have never plucked and or waxed my eyebrows. They are becoming a tad unruly.
Even though I finally confronted my fear concerning math so I could graduate, I ended up forgetting pretty much everything my teacher taught me on the subject at Lincoln.
I have written a very lengthy about me which chronicles my life from birth until now, but I am too self-conscious to post it because I have some really deep shit in it. Plus, I am not entirely sure anyone will even want to read it.
I like cows.
I have a mini dresser in my room for my clothes, but I prefer to use it for junk that doesn’t have a place. My clothes have a place… its called my floor.
When I was eight I had lice so bad that we had to cut all my hair off. I was mistaken for a lad a lot that year.
I sleep best when it is storming outside. It makes me think of home.
Unlike most people, I enjoy taking long walks in the pouring down rain. I also don’t care if my hair and makeup get messed up because of it. Thanks Seattle!
I have been arrested.
I have a heart tattoo on my thumb. It has absolutely nothing to do with Tyson Ritter OR Chris Gaylor and everything to do with being really inebriated in a hotel room with some India Ink and a sewing needle.
I absolutely hate it when people ask me how I want to die. My answer every time is “I don’t”.
i aM a fIrM bElIeVEr dAt pEoPlE wHo tYpE aND sPeLl LYkE dIs nEeD 2 GeT PuNcHed iN dA fAcE!
I have a turtle named Burger who my father found one day and brought home. I have had him almost a year. He is named Burger because that was the first thing I tried feeding him that he actually enjoyed.
I can touch my eyeball with my finger without irritating anything, but when someone else gets too close to my eyes I freak out.
I like candles.
I condition my hair twice in the shower.
I hate my toes. I think they are gross looking and kind of manly.
I have plans to get at least three more tattoos. One for my mom, one music related, and one Harry Potter related.
I spend more time with my Dad than I do any of my friends, and I tell him absolutely everything.
I want to lay in a field and do shrooms at least once in my life.
I use Dial Hypoallergenic hand soap to wash my face, and since I started using it breakouts have been nearly non existent.
I usually always have music playing.
I am a strict omnivore. There is no way I could ever cut meat out of my diet. Animals are too damn tasty.
One of my boobs is considerably larger than the other. It used to bother me, but now I just don’t care.
I absolutely hate being asked “whats wrong?” I will answer it once when asked, probably as vague as possible but if you push for details I will probably snap at you. I blog or go to people when I am ready to vent or share.
I have honestly never felt like a plastic bag.
I can not stand girls who just HAVE to be in a relationship.
I can not stand people who overreact.
I am not in high school anymore. If you delete me from a social networking site, I am not going to lose sleep over it. If I considered you a friend, I might ask why but beyond that I don’t give a fuck.
Furthermore, my friendships are seriously the most important thing to me. I am at the point in my life where the relationships I have, are the ones that are set for the rest of my life. I don’t do “revolving door” friendships anymore. If you walk out, don’t expect to come back in. If you can’t take the time to come to me with issues you have concerning our relationship before you just walk out, then I can not take the time to let you back in when you suddenly have a change of heart. I do not have the energy to fight with people over and over again about stupid bullshit, and I am not going to try and make a friendship work with someone who obviously does not value relationships like one should.
I have a deep love for Bert McCracken.
I sometimes come off as a massive cunt because I tell people the honest truth.
I do not connect sex and love. I think sex is sex, and love is love. Both can bring pleasure. Both can bring pain. And both can be complicated. But they are not one in the same.
I have a habit of rocking back and forth if I am sitting crossed legged while watching TV. A lot of people find it annoying and tell me to stop but I am not really too conscious of it as I am doing it so I usually stop then start up again after a few minutes. I’ve done it since I was a child.
I also sometimes rock myself to sleep and or shake my foot until I fall asleep.