Cassey's Random World

Saturday, October 27, 2007

daughtry: Over You

Now that it's all said and done, I can't believe you were the one
To build me up and tear me down like an old abandoned house
What you said when you left, just left me cold and out of breath
I felt if I was in way too deep, guess I let you get the best of me


(Chorus)
Well, I never saw it coming, I should have started running
A long, long time ago
And I never thought I'd doubt you, I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know


I'm slowly getting closure, I guess it's really over
I'm finally getting better
And now I'm picking up the pieces, spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together

'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through
I got over you
(End of chorus)

You took a hammer to these walls, dragged the memories down the hall
Packed your bags and walked away, there was nothing I could say

And when you slammed the front door shut, a lot of others opened up
So did my eyes so I could see that you never were the best for me

(Repeat chorus 2X)

Monday, May 28, 2007

I have had an Exciting few weeks, few months actually. But I don't want to go into that.

For the past few days Tina and I have been painting the inside of a vancant house. and today we painted the living area. It didn't really look that big , and we thought we could do it before lunch. We got started and realized.. this room was a lot bigger than it looked. It took us all day to get finished, but when we did we felt so proud (at least I did).

I have not felt that feeling of accomplishment in a long time. I think maybe since I graduated highschool. I think as people we tend to not give ourselves credit where we deserve it. That is going to be one of my goals, give myself more credit when I do things.

I think it all basicaily comes down to if we think we do desreve it or not. If we do somthing good we should be able to give ourselves a pat on the back . Why ? because we a child of God and we deserve it . God loves on us. why can we love on ourselves?

Friday, May 11, 2007

this is a song I found by Evanescence it is called Tourniquet. right now it totally explains me .



I tried to kill the pain
But only brought more (so much more)
I lay dying, and I am pouring crimson regret and betrayal
I'm dying, praying, bleeding, and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved
Am I too lost?

My God, my tourniquet, return to me salvation
My God, my tourniquet, return to me salvation

Do you remember me?
Lost for so long
Will you be on the other side
Will you forgive me?
I'm dying, praying, bleeding, and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved
Am I too lost?

My God, my tourniquet, return to me salvation
My God, my tourniquet, return to me salvation

(I want to die)

My God, my tourniquet, return to me salvation
My God, my tourniquet, return to me salvation
My wounds cry for the grave
My soul cries for deliverance
Will I be denied?
Christ, tourniquet
My suicide

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

I found this while I was reading Oprah . They just kinda clicked in my head.


- "The most important thing I know about living is love. Nothing surpasses the benefits recieved by a human being who makes compassion and love the objective of his or her life, for it is only by compassion and love that anyone fulfills successfully their own life's journey. Nothing equals love " Sargent Shiver.


- " when we can't fully face our anexity and clarify its sources, we tend to act out instead... we owe it to ourselves and others to learn how to recognize behaviors that reflect and escalate anexity- and to manage out own anxiety do it doesn't get played out in hurtful ways" - From Fear and other univited Guest By Harriet Lerner, Phd

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

get an Email from once a week from a things called Charles' Brady good news gospel review . This week it had this article in it and I found it good. thought I would share .



It's Bush's Fault

Some things never change in political and social life. Finger pointing is always prevalent and the acceptance of responsibility is only a past and fleeting philosophy. How have we evolved into a so called God fearing civilized society where it is, never my fault, and finger pointing is the palatable mental salve of all problems.

Decades of the past have always had their pet phrases. "Thank God I'm a Country Boy". "The Devil Made Me Do It". "You Know You're A Redneck If", etc. These phrases all had their day in our social and economic lives.

Right now if a problem happens nationally or internationally, whether it's political, weather related, social or economic, the pet phrase of the day is, "it's Bush's Fault", and it seems to solve the problem and sets people at ease. When President Bush's term expires and he is no longer the focus of attention, this phrase too will pass. People will forget the good and the bad and someone else will be blamed for all the world's problems.

The fact remains there is something that never seems to change in this country. And that is that Busch and his Bud's, Miller, Heineken, Corona, Guinness and Michelob, to name a few, spread more death, mayhem and destruction than any one thing known to man.

The abuse of drinking kills more people, destroys more property, leaves more people homeless, fills more jails and hospitals, breaks up more marriages and in general causes more social distress than all the wars put together. But where is the outcry of, "it's Busch and his Bud's fault"?

Statistics indicate that every 22 minutes someone dies in an alcohol-related motor vehicle accident in this country. That, my friend, is over 23,000 deaths per year. Statistics also state that over 10% of these deaths are teenagers. But even this is everyone else's fault but Busch and his Bud's. Billions of dollars annually are either spent or lost because of a nationwide obsession for the consumption of beer and alcohol.

We are pacified into a social sleep by terms of, "drink sensibly", "don't drink and drive", "have a designated driver", and "alcoholism is a disease". As a result it is everyone else's fault but Busch and his Bud's and everyone gets sued but Busch and his Bud's.

People are laying in streets, marching, spending millions of dollars in tax payer's money, and non-profit raised monies, to stand up and say, "It's Bush's fault".

Since the Iraqi war began approximately 4 years ago, a little over 3,000 soldiers have died as a result of the war and the noble cause of defending this Great Nation against terrorism. And I might add, 3,000 too many. However, terrorism was happening worldwide and in this country, long before Bush went into office. But yet it is Bush's fault.

If statistics are true, during this same 4 year period, over 92,000 have died as a result of drunk driving, over 9,200 of these being teenagers. What noble cause was involved in this? Did these teenagers driving under the influence of alcohol die for a purpose? Did this great nation profit or become stronger as a result of these deaths? Ask any parent of a teenage boy or girl killed in an alcohol related accident if their lives were improved by such an accident. As I see it, the only ones that profited by these teenager deaths were greedy attorneys and the beer industry.

So where is the public outcry? Where is the self centered politician spitting out their venom? And where is the indignant taxpayer standing on a street corner saying, "It's Busch and his Bud's fault"?

Have we as a society become so intoxicated, by the political parasites of our time, that we no longer have the ability to think for ourselves? How long can we stand, as a Nation under God, holding a Busch in one hand while holding a sign in the other hand stating "It's Bush's fault"?

This precious gift The United States of America, bequeathed to you by my ancestors, started a downhill freefall before Bush was ever thought of. We as a nation better wake up to the fact that, "A nation divided against itself cannot stand".

Hopefully, we as citizens still have the common sense to understand this, because past history shows that our elected officials will never have the mental capacity to understand it.


Melvin Klaudt


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Melvin Klaudt – is a Native American from Fort Berthold Indian Reservation, North Dakota, the administrator of the Klaudt Indian Memorial Foundation, www.klaudtmemorial.com , writes columns for newspapers, Indian Magazines and also contributes information to internet news groups . He can be reached at, uncivilized@mindspring.com

Tuesday, January 02, 2007





Gettin' out of the tub all drawn up like a raisin
Showed my fingers to my Daddy while he was shavin'
Said look at my toes Dad what's wrong with my skin
Will this go away, will I be normal again

Well he picked me up and set me down on the hamper
Wiped off his face while he gave me the answer
For the first time I noticed the lines in his grin
As he dabbed a little foam on the end of my chin, he said


Those wrinkles ain't nothin' to be scared of
They're just a product of time and true love
Some are gonna come and go
Some are gonna come and stay
Son, you're still young, you're gonna be ok

Well, I walked down the hall, saw my Mom gettin ready
For a long over due date, dinner with Daddy
She was cussin' those crows feet, didn't know I was listenin'
Started talkin' ‘bout her younger years
And how much she missed them and I said


Those wrinkles ain't nothin' to be scared of
They're just a product of time and true love
Some are gonna come and go
Some are gonna come and stay
Mom you still look young, you're gonna be ok

As I get a little older, I'm startin' to get a few
And I'm sure I gave Mom and Dad at least one or two
We're all gonna have ‘em, there ain't no doubt
But those wrinkles in life ain't nothin' you can't iron out


Those wrinkles ain't nothin' to be scared of
They're just a product of time and true love
Some are gonna come and go
Some are gonna come and stay
I still feel young, I'm gonna be ok


Those wrinkles ain't nothin' to be scared of
They're just a product of time and true love

Thursday, December 21, 2006

"Wasted"

Standing at the back door
She tried to make it fast
One tear hit the hard wood
It fell like broken glass
She said sometimes love slips away
And you just can't get it back
Let's face it

For one split second
She almost turned around
But that would be like pouring rain drops
Back into a cloud
So she took another step and said
I see the way out and I'm gonna' take it

I don't wanna' spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one day and find
That I've let all these years go by
Wasted

Another glass of whisky but it still don't kill the pain
So he stumbles to the sink and pours it down the drain
He says it's time to be a man and stop living for yesterday
Gotta face it.

Cause' I don't wanna' spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one day and find
That I've let all these years go by
Wasted

Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing
The still of the morning, the color of the night
I ain't spending no more time
Wasted

She kept drivin' along
Till the moon and the sun were floating side-by-side
He looked in the mirror and his eyes were clear
For the first time in a while

Hey, yeah,
Oh, I don't wanna' spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one day and find
That I've let all these years go by
Wasted

Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing
The still of the morning, the color of the night
I ain't spending no more time
Wasted

Oh, I don't wanna' spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one day and find
That I've let all these years go by
Wasted

Yeah, yeah
Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing
The still of the morning, the color of the night
I ain't spending no more time
Wasted