The Spirit of Halloween

Hey all its Halloween,

Since my daughter also wonderfully named after me Cassandra has a birthday today which her father came down on the Grey Hound. Although he got in a minor Bus accident due to some bodies fault which I am not sure whom at the moment because it is hear say from the uninterested help behind a fat desk... My daughter pouted and looked down because Moe wasn't here on time and that she was looking forward to seeing him. But a quick trip to Wally World made all the difference when she got to pick out her fish instead of watching the clock tick by slowly. Have you ever noticed that when the you are waiting time seems to crawl by so damm slow its not even funny. But if you are Having fun time goes by so fast that you hardly know where it went and its time to go home....
Going to have a birthday party for my daughter around 4:00 when her father gets here and when my mother gets back from picking up her boyfriend. This should be an interesting gathering tonight of different folks in a tight space trying to wolf down some delicious cake. Hey she likes harry potter and I decided to make a scary cake and add Harry Potter design of my own choosing. It came out damm good and I am pretty proud of myself for coming up with the idea. Cassandra requested a Halloween Cake this year to celebrate her birthday. Which I was hesitant to obliged cause I like the pretty frilly girlie cakes but I gave in and its a total success. Besides it's not about what I want but what she wants right?!!!

Not dressing up for Halloween poor me because I can't seriously afford it but hey I am in my favorite Doc Martens shoes that you know anybody who is anybody wears them. If not you are not anybody I guess.(insert laughter here)

On other news I am going to dye my hair dark red again with some black chunks in it plus some red shine highlights that will look pretty cool. I got the idea of Julie Vue who did her hair with Blue Shine Highlights that looked really good. Plus she has this gorgeous black hair that goes down her back reminded me of a Persian cat with those hypnotic eyes. She is really a great person plus dear readers she is also a piercist professional person. She pierced my nose for me and it cost hardly anything because I was her friend... ...:::GO ME:::...

Well Readers I must be off to cause some mayhem and chaos wish me luck :::smiles evilly:::: this is supposed to be the night when the veil between the dead and the living is at its thinnest. HMMMM I wonder who wants to talk to me from the other side?!!! I am hoping for King David, Elvis, Marilyn Monroe, John F. Kennedy, Bloody Mary, and whomever else wants to come a calling to visit me. Happy Halloween to all your peeps out there goodnight....



Tori looks absolutely beautiful in this faery Picture that just naturally accents her inner beauty like she actually needs the help. She is fabulous darling simply fabulous...

The Beautiful Tori Amos whom I love as a singer and a survivor of rape who beautifully and energetically fights back by being the strong woman we see today. She is one of my hero's whom I look up to because she speaks so openly and candid about exactly what happened to her. You are in my heart and prayers as always. Us females got to stick together against the nasty ugly males out there who don't know how to take no for an answer. You will get yours in the end buddy cause GOD will get you...

updates

Revamped and took some stuff off and just added to the links in here so that you can navigate around a little easier... Plus saves on the loading time of my blog by a few seconds which helps if you are on dial up. I will continue to provide a little bit more information here so that I can better serve you lol. Like that will happen but hey its my blog I can write whatever I want. I have been web designing taking a little from here and a little from there to make the sight better I hope that you appreciate my effort...

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My horrible scope

Appearances matter a lot. Dress to attract and impress. Although styles come and go, they draw attention to your permanent inner beauty. Someone looking toward a shared future with you likes what he or she sees right now.

...:::Time to reflect:::...

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...:::Time to reflect:::...

My best friend Antionette is gong through some major issues and since my damm cell phone is messing up I couldn't call her in her time of need. So I took the liberty of taking her to lunch where we had a nice bitch out session over the things in our lives that we need fixed. Mostly its men in general and add the problems at work makes life a little miserable to handle. But being the ever pessimistic person that I am I deal with it like any other person I begin to systematically hate there guts. The old me would have seeked revenge upon them with an utter ruthlessness that would defy reason but I have improved myself greatly upon my flaws. I don't want to hate a person just because they are crappy to me because they have nothing better to do in there lives then to make me miserable. Hell I will find a way to deal with the situation eternally and forget that you ever existed in the first place. Not that I am any better than you in the first place just that I can believe that there are things that need to be taken care of and you just not one of them....

My friend Antionette is so hurting because of her vendictive ex-husband has it in his mind that because she doesn't need him for her soul existance that he will make her life a living hell. She is a remarkably strong person that she is so giving, thoughtful, and wonderful that at times when I was feeling bad she helped me get through. I am trying in all my resources to give back what she gives to me on a daily basis. So I pray for her life to get better in the simplist ways possible. She cries and I can't seem to find the words to help her out when she is going through this and it makes me feel bad. I can feel the the emotional raw wounds that she is carrying and it breaks my heart that another human being would want to inflict such sorrow upon a undeserving person. I for one can handle whatever people throw at me and be irritated and throw it off but some people take it inside of them and carry it for awhile. I reflect eternally and see what I can change so that people will leave me the hell alone. Although my mouth which generally as a rule can be very lethal when I am provoked has caused me to get into trouble. I can't control my nature of fighting back at you when I am pushed too far either I start crying and get seriously angry to the point where I want to hit you or I walk away never to return and just regroup. Either way I end up crying and trying to figure out how to avoid that situation in the near future.

I will tell you honestly that I do not want anybody in my heart but I have several people whom I love deeply. They are my friends and when they hurt it hurts me because I am powerless to stop whatever is affecting them at the moment. That bothers me because what use am I to them if I can help them in there time of need.

Gary the sex God

And now for the best part the sexy gorgeous marvel of a man can write poetry like there is no tomorrow. Although his talents lean towards writing music and tantalyzing us with his images on screen which is will be a famous actor. Yeah folks you have heard it first here. This man will be famous. Coughs :::I promise I am not obsessed folks just stating facts not fiction::::

...:::The poetry in all its splendor:::...
(You know I just love poetry right?)


WHAT I WANT

love of an eye
first sight in the morning
light reflects your face
your contours make me log to embrace.

yearning inside
for the moment of your kiss
can I help the feeling
because you give me this

I will travel
over all types of gravel
whatever I have to do
to show you that I love you

If you ever pass away
I hate this thought everyday
I would never leave your side
whatever the ride

because you are my life
reflections of you is my might
whatever you do
remember I will always love you




SEX IS EMOTION IN MOTION



sex is sex
remember its free
sex made you
and sex made me

and when its time to change position
from the bed to the floor
your eyes of suspition
your honey pot wanting more

your juices
my lotion,
my pleasure
your potion

deep inside
she's pushing back
said, my lover
never stop taking me like that

twisted white hearts
showering my love
all playing their part
like moses dove


Now his beautiful canine companion who just was looking at me with those big brown soulful eyes I just had to make him apart of my little blogging world... Welcome Kernal!

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Added a few more stuff today which took most of my time before work. Hopefully this looks better than what I was putting here before?? Just give me some feedback because your opinions matter to me greatly. One of my online friends gave me a compliment today about my blog says it looks nicer than the last one which is totally great. My idea of using this blog better than my last one was the soul reason to change it. That and I didn't have another choice since my last one got erased. CRY CRY CRY WHINE WHINE WHINE BITCH BITCH BITCH Wipes tears off face okay my weak moment is through. I lost so much from my last blog that I could cry. I still have to figure out how to plug in some images to this blog which I am unfortunately pulling my hair out to make it interact with this new blog without it looking stupid. OH well I have the patience and the time to scream my bloody ear drums raw till I get it right. Plus I am meticulous when it comes to doing this so lookout peeps I am coming back with a vengeance... Well I am off to add some more stuff. The comment box is back if you want to be kind enough to leave a few messages. Talk to you peeps later... Sincerely Cassandra

I had to revamp the ole blog because my template accidentally got erased being the ever resourceful person I am. I just looked for me another one and put it here. SO over the next few days I will be adding more stuff on here to actually have it mine instead of another's. Thank you Maystar designs for kindly putting up with my inquires and for designing this nice little blog. I appreciate your effort upon our ungrateful bloggers out there. I will leave a link to her site so that if you all want to take a gander yourself you will be able to switch out your blogs pretty effortlessly. I recommend saving your template just in case something like my accident happens to you.

On another note I am not looking forward to going to work but you know how that is but maybe just maybe they will not be there. Ye Gods I must look for another place to work quick fast and in a hurry. Hopefully things will look better. Sincerely, Cassandra

A new friend online

Thanks to Gary who giving in to my intolerable demands upon his personal time in sending me pictures of himself and the place he lives England. I have to admit he is an exceptionally attractive man with a remarkable heart to boot. Very interesting to talk to when he explains exactly what and whom he hangs out with. He believes very strongly in justice and the moral fiber he cares reminds me of a knight in the medieval ages of old. His pictures are very flattering for a older male since he keeps thinking he is so old he can't continue his acting career but I honestly think that they are missing in an extraordinary person. But that's just my humble opinion which in the acting world means just about the same as in my world diddly squat. But alas he deserves some praise for putting up with my demands for a picture by sending me more than what I asked for. Thank you so much Gary for taking the time to send I appreciate the effort you gave in please a person you don't know whatsoever. Again on to Gary who has extraordinary beautiful blue eyes that could stop a women in her tracks ten feet away. That's what stuck me about him first was that gorgeous smile of his which is quite striking to say the least. Then he has to pair it off with a beautiful pair of eyes (deep penetrating blue) that could melt even the iciest of hearts. Plus gentle readers he is still available for the lucky female to win his heart so I say to you snag that damm English stud before someone smarter comes along to wisk his heart away. Plus he can dress like a medieval hero in a sexy garb he definitely deserves some second or third glances. Well here is his pictures for your viewing pleasure because he just had to get his spot on my web... Muah enjoy... Cause I will be drooling for a week. There is a god in heaven because he can make a mold so perfect its like he is an angel in disguise tempting us in his mortal flesh with heavenly kisses.... (hell I wish)


The eyes are electric in there intense piercing gaze. I could write some serious poetry around this guys eyes which I think I will and post later with the poem. The intensity is visually stunning in the fact that you can almost feel him piercing your soul.

This man is the total package so hey stupid women in England hog tie this man take him home and make him fall in love with you.
I particularly like this one of him specially since I am into medieval clothing as you well know. His smlle is electric in its innocent pleasure of just simply being him... These are my impressions since I do not in fact know this person.

Again the eyes are the first thing I notice as well as the devishly handsome stunning male speciment shining in a full suit. Can't really tell the exact color so I am hoping its black (sorry if I am wrong). but he is a dashing figure of a man...

Drool Drool Drool okay I am dropping dead from exhaustion but he is worth being the very last image of my mind before these green eyes of mine drop off to sleep. NIght



I like this one because he seems more layed back and at ease with his surroundings. It's more of a soft look without all the piercing and things I normally look at in a man. He is truly a classic beauty in the sense that his preconceived notions that he is visually ugly to his minds eye. I know that we are our own worst enemy because we can see flaws when they are none seen.


Now here is a hint of a smile that follows up to his eyes. I wonder what he would look like actually being truly happy. I bet in my humble opinion that he would be visually stunning with electric blue eyes sparkle like sapphires. Can you tell I am an eye person they say more to you then a thousand words could possibly say.

Goals

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My Hopes and Dreams

Well to begin with I never used to want anything beyond what I thought I deserved. More and more I decided I wanted something more for myself like acutally setting goals for myself. I had a problem with actually getting stuff done on time until I got tired of actually doing nothing. Before I didn't have any goals in mind like where I wanted to go or what i wanted to be. See when you are small you dream of getting married and that becomes your life. Well I found out that to make yourself others happy you first have to be happy to begin with by knowing yourself.
So thats why I believe that love will come to you when you need it not when you want it...

Disturbed

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I am down with the sickness...

Thank you Sandman, (please continue to do so) who I am entirely in your debt for tantalyzing me with this fine specimen of a man who sings like a demon possesed with the lust for creating sex crazed females on the rampage of lustful intentions. Now that I gotten that off my chest I would like to thank his mother for producing a set of particular lungs that can sing and make you swoon at the mere sight of his sexy bald headed pierced dark angel. I adore the way his lips sing the most disturbingly erotic songs that are not erotic in nature just the way his sexy black dressed body is adorned that drives this Goth female to pieces. :::shudders::: at the mere thought of touching my lips to that mans mouth in a sensual breath taking kiss that would rock my world. Okay I must stop now before my hormones go into overdrive and I take out the first poor male individual who happens to cross my path. Did I mention that I am seriously into the punk rock look specially on males because it catches my attention with the mohawk look or a bald head. Just depends on who is sporting the dud's really because face it folks not everyone can pull off the goth look and look good in it. Specially females who shall remain nameless just looks like a pure slut on crack when she dresses up. CaUsE yOu KnOw WhO yOu ArE...





I wAnT a MaN lIkE tHiS oNe PlEaSe Is ThIs To MuCh To AsK? PlEaSe PrEtTy PlEaSe WiTh A cHeRry On ToP!

Ty Herndon and George Straight...

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All things Ty Herndon


This man is gorgeous and sensual being who deserves a spot on my web just because he is an angel bound in the flesh of a man... As his beautiful smile and heavenly voice gives away his little secret that underneath those clothes of his he has angel wings... ::grins:: Can you tell I am smitten with him or what??? This man leaves me breathless on the edge of anxiety driven delirium with his smile..


George Straight

Who has one my respect with his singing ability and the respect to stay with his wife even after he was famous. The true tell of a honest generous spirit is watch the way he treats his wife who sits in the background loving him while we adore his singing ability. Besides that he has a particularly beautiful set of eyes that first attracted me to country when I heard him sing in concert. :::go me:::

The persistance of evil

Last night the Lord saved my life...everyday he gives me what I need to survive...all glory be to God...

Last night was a particularly trying night of avoiding a particularly demented Charge Nurse who realizes that her life hasn't gone the way she wanted them to. She hounds me for no particular reason other then to make my life miserable. But I have to give her credit she is making me a better CNA because I do not give her a reason to write me up. I double check my world almost a thousand times over before I leave the room to see if I forgotten something. Although she keeps limiting my activities to where anything extra like giving my favorite resident his nightly goodies like a ice cream sandwhich and a hershey bar because he is exceedingly active with pacing the floor all night. My frustration level is high specially with her there to torment me so. I have learned a great deal of patience with people who irritate me because it is unprofessional to smash there ugly fucking faces in like I want to do... Donna is her name and I know in my heart that God will be watching your activities and in the end you will get what you deserve. I know that maybe I am not sent here to change her but maybe God wants to change me into a stronger person by overlooking and with a good christian patience understand that she means well although she has a funny way of showing it. That maybe God is trying to harden me a little for future experience so that I can better handle people who like to criticize me or be particularly mean with a air of gentle acceptance. Yes I loathe and hate the bitch with a passion but I must respect her in her stubborn persistance to get me fired in the most pathetic ways possible.

How can I be at two places at once because they will not let me get out of the dinning rooms to do my yard checks. If I do not do them I get written up and if I do them I get accused of signing them early even though I know for a fact that I set my cell phone to give me two minutes notice of when I am supposed to be there so that I at the exact time would be out there looking in the yards for people who might have fallen. I learn the most simple lesson from my residents on how to have human compassion for those who are less fortunate then I. They touch me in the simple way they handle a horrific disability with sometimes amazing grace and acceptance. I do not know how well I would be able to handle the same situation if it was put in front of me like they have.

The angels smiled down upon me today when a particular favorite Floyd gave me a hug and remembered me for giving him all the goodies and hugs. Those are the times when your heart swells up to the size of the heavens and you can feel the holy spirit working through you.

Okay enough about that some of you would understand what I am saying others wouldn't but even though I maybe going through a tough time I can hold my self up high and Thank God I am alive...

Things I find funny

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These are the comments I get on a normal basis and you wonder why I always hide under invisible mode?!!!

"Josh, why do you have CAR tattooed on your penis?" "Rub it, it spells Cassandra."

But at least this one made me laugh a little bit... :::grins:::

For your information even though I am a pervert doesn't necessarily mean that I want to talk about it 24/7. I like intelligent conversation with different peeps because they interest me with there different backgrounds and info. Please dear people I do not like to be propositioned everyday can we make it every other day???

Beauty is Pain
:::I am a sissy la la I am a sissy la la as the tears go down my face:::



Who says that beauty doesn't come at a price??? I can honestly say that pain is defined in the Tattoo world as a minor discomfort in the long term goals of permeance!!! I got my first tattoo today which I will not go into details in because I want you gentle readers to figure out where I put it. Those who know me and know me well will figure it out instantly when I proudly display my new elegance!!! (If I say more you will figure it out) Let's just say black is definetly my color and angel wings suit me just fine :::grins::: I will go in next week and get another done free of charge just because I am a model doing a show for a fellow studient learning his craft. Although it is more painful this way and takes quite a bit longer the end result is the same or even better because the instructor is there every step of the way and goes into great detail so that you are pretty much reassured. They continue to stop and look at it every so often to make sure that it is exactly the way I want it which you must give them feed back and tell them if they are being too soft about it. Although you would prefer a heavy hand to a light one because the ink will go deeper into your skin. I have to admit the pain that I expected was far less then the pain that was actually inflicted. I will post some pictures of the results later if you can actually guess what I had done correctly. I will post some pictures with a big fat update later when all the stuff I want done is done. Right now its pretty red and swollen and doesn't look too pretty with the triple antibiotic ointment glistening your skin reflecting the beautiful color black right back at you... I am looking forward to the end result which if I take meticulous care of my tattoo it will not scab at all. I have lubbed that baby till I can't lube it anymore... :::grins:::: My next Tattoo when I get the picture I want scanned from a digital image I will post it here for your viewing pleasure. Well I look forward to putting a tattoo of Sandman's artwork on my shoulder. The pain will be a small price to pay for a decorative artist statement that my kids will use against me when I they get older. I can hear it now with the kids whinning in the background, "But mom you did it why can't I get one too?.... Hmmm cynical look on my face like that arguement would have worked on my mother. She probally would have offered to give me a tattoo herself. Although it was done with my mother present when she gots hers done the same day and following previous days. I have to say that my pain was less then hers when Barbara the lovely Mary Kay and now Tattoo artist did her second tattoo on a real life person. :::smiles::: Now my life will have one more goal etched off forever... Goodnight happy readers

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I am really tried today worked an extra shift for my friend Neda who really wanted the day off so I took her shift so that was possible otherwise she would have been denied. Damm if I am not paying the price because I am almost brain dead and look like the walking dead. I was going to tinker around her a little bit and add some more images here and there but I am seriously not interested. On one of my days off I will Jazz up my template with some images well placed. I just experimented the other day on how to put them in with a new found code of mine. I do not know how in the hell you do this on a daily basis but damm its hard. CRY CRY CRY. I found some codes after searching for perhaps 2 hours for a specific hmtl format that would suit my needs without costing me a thing. That's the beauty of the internet there is always something out there free but you just have to know where to look. I don't really have the money to buy all that fancy programs they have or I would without a problem but it happens you know.

Well I am off to work for a company that has earned my utter revulsion as a compassionate company. (Nods off)

Got to go time is ticking away

Image of the day

The Beautiful Avril Lavigne

Sometimes its better to believe...

Sometimes it's better to believe...

I have had one of those dreams where you are with the love of your life. I can't relate to this feeling of absolute joy, harmony, love, but the moment you wake up that feeling of almost heavenly joy leaves your body as you realize that its all a dream. I had a dream the other day about a best friend that I have never had but I know that I was absolutely closest to this person but I recognize the clothes to be different from our world. Strange I think to feel absolutely in harmony with another person. I have had more than one dream like this which has happened when I meet some of my long time and closest friends I simply dreamed about them. I am not saying I am psychic in any way I just know things that I shouldn't sometimes simply by touch. I think you can get so close to another human being and almost know there thoughts completely like they are your second skin. But you know I am with you I want a love like that something that defies all the coventional love like honor, love, respect, and someone to make me laugh. Hince my soulmate. I am realistic enough to realize that maybe this will never happen to me that I may have missed my opportunity to find true love and happiness in my life but I will continue to give love to my friends. Who are essentially the loves of my life because there happiness is my happiness which gives me joy in my otherwise choatic life.

I wrote a poem in my Alloira's poetry page so that you can enjoy inspired by a blog entry by my friend named Frank who reminded me about your dreams. I have had dreams of a lost love whom I have feel deep and hard for a shadowy figure only to wake up cold and alone because he was not with me. I wrote a poem to remember the feeling of love and to remember a dream of a promise of love that can not be...

I hope that you enjoy...My poetry so enjoy the little link that I set up for you linking convience

Things to live by

Patch Adams:

Things to live by

I watched this movie once and knew absolutely what I wanted to be career wise and the nurse I wanted to be. I lack some of his charming characteristics such has to give humor and intelligence in the face of adversity. When I see something wrong I try to correct the problem immediately and when I see injustice I try to rectify the situation. I have this problem of speaking exactly what's on my mind no matter the outcome. Although some of you might think this is an excellent trait but it gets you know where in the work field. I have seen a lot of patient neglect in my life caused by other cna's and reported them immediately. Although this is the right thing to do in the situation it doesn't win you any brownie points with the staff who particularly likes that person. I realize the error of reporting it but would not have changed the situation even given the initial reaction from my fellow co-workers. If they can only put themselves in that residents position usually I like to think of them as my family and what would I do if that was my mother. Sidenote: Although my mother and I do not particularly get along in many instances in our lives there remains the basic fact that I love her dearly and do not want to see any harm to her. My residents are like an extended version of my family in the regard that they need tender loving care. With the right amount of human touch which includes but is not limited to listening, smiling, touching, and caring for a human being who is one of our greatest treasures on the planet. They have so much knowledge and creativity left in there bodies that just giving a small amount of your time to pay attention to them could mean the difference in there lives. Sometimes there families are busy and they need a little hug from time to time to let them know that someone cares for them. People do not often realize the emotional changes they feel when they are left in strange place with different people coming in and out of there living space. I know personally I have my favorites at the place where I work because they are usually the more difficult residents that I have. Take Floyd who is the greatest and sweetest person on the planet who can at times be combative if you do not approach him correctly. I frequently go out of my way to give him something extra which includes hugs, talking, stories, candy, cake, drinks, and last but not least someone to listen to him when he is trying to communicate. He has my total respect because he is fighting a disease that is crippling mentally and he is winning a long term battle by just being the sweet heart that he is. His loving wife is there for him which is a testament to her loyalty as a wife. Not many people would take the mentally ailing spouse and love them for better or worse and take it to the heart like she has done. My amazement comes in the gentle way she continues to visit him almost daily and devote so much time to her husband. If that isn't LOVE I do not know what is. Plus there are times when her husband recognizes her and immediately tells her he loves her. And you can see the immediate glow of satisfaction as she says to him that you are the love of my life. I personally want a love like that which defies all normal restraints or convictions. So my lesson for the day is to continue giving the human touch to all your residents no matter if they are responsive or not because you do not know how much of there human capacity to understand is there. Because maybe just maybe you are making a small difference in the lives of residents that you do not even know because they do not have the ability to say in words what they are feeling. That some small satisfaction comes when you know that you have given your all to your resident and at the end of your shift you can leave home knowing that somehow you have made a difference. That is something I live for when I see them smiling just because you have given them a cookie or there little face lights up when you tell them you are happy to see them. That's what gives me the warm fuzzes when I go home knowing that I am being the best CNA possible to my residents and that I have given it my all.

Well that enough for right now talk to you later...I am out of here muah to all...

Sometimes the best love of all is given freely away without thought of a reward or something in return. That way you do not really know what effect you truly have like a the rippling effect of a rock thrown in water. The ripples can go on forever but eventually they maybe too large to see but they still are felt.

Hell on Earth

Hell on Earth

I have to go to work everyday with two charge nurses breathing down my neck for some unknown reason they have taken a dislike for me. I know for a fact that I am on of the best CNA's on the floor there. I have my reviews to prove this because I have never been written up for anything so far which I do not give them a reason to write me up. I got cussed at the other day by a fellow CNA named Tony who when ask for help from a particularly difficult resident I got several cuss words later told no I help who I want. I was like alright went and got Sandra to help me who was wondering why I didn't ask my CNA closest to me to help. I relayed the message to Sandra which he obliged her with a colorful display of langauge to my person. I know in my heart telling him that he wonders why he is getting deported is wrong and a little petty but you can only take so much verbal abuse before you mouth gets the better of your brain. Being called a bitch only made me want to smash his face in with my fists but you can't do that in civilized society so I will settle for the Good lord to get even with him. Now I have to worry about two charge nurses breathing down my back because he ran to them saying I did something racist towards him without him saying anything to me in the first place. I have had to deal with them playing favorites with charge nurses before on more than one occasion where they get to have hour long lunches and me having to wait for them to get off the floor before I can go to my own break or lunch. I know I need to get another job quick fast and in a hurry because the abuse has taken on to the other CNA dishing it out so that they can stay on her good side. I wonder how well they sleep at night considering they let them get away with Neglect so many times in there life??? HMMM I hope that they get the same treatment that those residents do when they are stuck in a retirement home.

Well enough complaining I have to go to work again which is no picnic in the park and deal with another days ration of shit on a daily basis. I wonder how well this is going to work out when I am getting tired of it and they know it. Best way I think to deal with there hatred is with silence. Just ignore them entirely and deal with the shit that comes with being an outsider as usual.

Cassandra

Ten reasons why Trick or Treat is better than sex...

10 Reasons Trick or Treating is better than SEX

10. You're guaranteed to get at least a
little something in the sack.

(There is a guarantee in life holy hell man I wish that I knew this earlier wink wink)

9. If you get tired, wait 10 minutes
and go at it again.

(Tired who gets tired on Halloween...dip into that candy bag and grap a mouth full of candy and watch your blood sugar level soar to new heights)

8. The uglier you look, the easier
it is to get some.

(Great then I am in the running for Ghoul of the year award a most coveted event filled with a lot of peeps vying for moi's spot)

7. You don't have to compliment the
person who gave you candy.

(Nope you don't all you have to do is try your best to scare the utter wits out of the person passing the candy to get a real treat)

6. The person giving you candy doesn't
fantasize you're someone else.

(Hell I fantasize that your someone else all the time specially when I stick a bag over your head and pretend that you are Vin Diesel)

5. If you get a stomach ache,
it won't last 9 months.

(Can you imagine the nine month stomache ache and not be knocked up?)

4. If you wear your Batman mask,
no one thinks you're kinky.

(I might think you are kinky but I promise not to tell anyone if you prove me right!!!)

3. It doesn't matter if the kids hear
you moaning and groaning.

(They want to hear you make the scary sounds to cause nightmares because fear is all about Halloween)

2. You'll feel less guilt the next morning.

(Guilt? Does someone have guilt the next day hell I must be past all that shit cause I am usually snoozing away happily in dream land!)

1. If you don't get what you want,
you can always go next door!!

(I wish but I have seen my neighbors and I am telling you it ain't pretty)