I. GOT. IN!   

 

(everything in color is a link, so CLICK it!)

 

 

That’s right. I got a confirmation letter from Machon Kaplan today.

 

I’m spending the majority of my summer in Washington, D.C. I’ll be living here, which is four blocks away from this place, which, you know, you may recognize.

 

I’m so excited that I can’t stop smiling. I can’t stop SMILING! Smiling’s my favorite. SPENDING THE SUMMER IN WASHINGTON D.C. IS GOING TO BE MY FAVORITE!

“I’m looking for a thrill, something to ease my will...” –Fischerspooner-

 

In case any of you were wondering, I still feel that February is the worst month in existence. It’s the shortest month but somehow it drags on for eons. à  Dear February: I hate you & wish you would get the hell out of here already. Yours truly, Katy ß

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                *** she came up when I Googled "February "***

 

My life is so lame right now that I’m pretty much living vicariously through “Grey’s Anatomy.” This just in: I hate Meredith. Still. Okay, so I guess that’s not new news. Hey, is “new news” an oxymoron? Or just redundancy?

 

I don’t know why I’m whining. I had a splendid weekend, during which:

·          I went bowling & scored a 65 (could be worse…)

·          & spent a night of drama-free debauchery at the Clubhouse,

·          I spent Saturday covering a lip sync competition (which was just as hilarious as it sounds)…

·          & watching my “little bro” as the lead in Act 2 of “Bye, Bye Birdie”…

·          & getting’ my drink on with the young’uns at Andrew’s abode.

·          And today I had lunch with my favorite baby girl ever, Miss Daphne Anne.

 

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Bands I discovered that I like & you should, too: Fischerspooner, Scary Kids Scaring Kids, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah & Architecture in Helsinki. Okay, so everyone who’s anyone knows most of these & I’m a little slow on the uptake – so sue me, suckas.

 

This week:

·          Interviews galore

·          Try not to skip any classes

·          Attempt to not be a disgusting lump again

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“She says that I'm a mess but it's alright, whether it's  two weeks, two years or just tonight.” –She Wants Revenge-

 

I have been a disgusting lump this week. I had a 5-day weekend & I’ve been sleeping entirely too much. I’ve felt borderline under-the-weather all week, so I’ve spent most of my free time sleeping. It’s incredibly lame, really, & I feel like a worthless piece of crap.

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My manager cut three of my hours without telling me, & gave me a Thursday shift (also without telling me), which I cannot work. Which sucks.

 

I had a dream that I committed some massive crime that involved lots of flights of stairs & David Zach & ten years in jail. I woke up feeling like a felon.

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All of my professors hate me this semester. This is especially disheartening because all of last semester’s professors seemed to like me. I’m just especially slackerish this semester & basically failing at life, which is always a thrilling feeling.

 

Thrilling entry, no? I’m going to attempt to go bowling now…

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“In the ear of every anarchist that sleeps but doesn’t dream, we must sing, we must sing, we must sing.” –Bright Eyes-

 

This morning I had such bad heartburn that I left class to vomit stomach acid. I KNOW you’re thrilled that I began this entry with that info.

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I bought the Deadeye Dick CD today. Does anyone beside me even know who Deadeye Dick is? I won their CD when I was 12 or something, from BOP magazine when I didn’t even own a CD player. They sing that “she don’t eat meat but she sure like the bone” song! C’mon – anyone?

 

Getting impatient- I haven’t heard from Machon Kaplan yet regarding the summer internship program... I’m starting to get a bad feeling about it. It may just be another summer at wwFAC for me – I’m probably destined to work there for life.

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My mom decided to take up knitting while watching the Olympics. She recently made me white wool scarf that goes almost down to my ankles when it’s just draped on my neck. I have to tie it up all crazy to wear it properly! But: I love it.

 

I spent most of this morning listening to Marisa on Z88 because I love my lovah… but let’s be honest, Ja Rule and Luda aren’t really my forte. So I popped in the Bright Eyes CD that I just re-purchased because I lost my copy & now I am content. I love Emmylou Harris & Conor Oberst together. I’m feeling very musical today.

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“Nobody knows where they might end up..” –Psapp-

 

Remind me never to be one of those “my significant other is the only person who exists” people. Because I despise them.

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Also, I despised this episode of “Grey’s Anatomy.” I did NOT think it was good. I was excited at first (by ‘at first,’ I mean at the beginning of the ending) but when I saw the previews for next week, I just got angry. Fuck you, Meredith Grey!

 

I bought a designer zip-up from TJ Maxx for $20. I’m obsessed with it. And it has diva rhinestones on it that reflect in the light when I drive & make my steering wheel polka-dotted.

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            *PS, I hate people who think they're divas*

 

I’m officially sick of winter. February is the worst month ever, for multiple reasons, and these 121383246-degrees-below temperatures are just one more thing to add to the list.

 

A list of things regarding last night:

§          I think I know how to get to Cleveland now. This is practically a miracle.

§          Copeland is amazing. As if we didn't all already know.

§          Kenny Vasoli is a sweat machine. His shirt turned, like, 4 shades darker as the night went on.

§          I hatehatehate emo preteens. I'm too old for this shit.

§          The House of Blues is suhweeet, if not "too corporate."

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I am such a horrendously boring person… I'm also ridiculously PMSy, so I hate everything today. Deal with it.

“Will there be a picture left to snap or will my face just detach itself?” –The Starting Line

 

I accidentally plugged a plug (redundant much?) into the socket in the basement that’s burnt out, & it sparked & buzzed all over the place. Ummm, terrifying.

 

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I got a sweet new celly today. Originally I was planning on the silver razr but A) Marisa got the pink one yesterday & I know she’s crazy about copycatting (, lovah) & B) the salesman, who is on commission, told me to get a different, cheaper one because he said it’s more worth my money. Sooooo, I did. It’s a white Nokia camera-phone & it rocks my life.

 

This just in: Peebles will be home next weekend, which is splendiferous because hellooooo, I miss him desperately. Mainly because he’s just like me except in small gay man’s body & he says things like this:

hey its peebs: also, annie sent me the nerdiest sweetest craftiest valentine ever and i love it

 

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Last night was the longest night of my life, primarily because we spent 3.5 hours at Olive Garden. Tav & Allen staged a killer comeback in Scene It, beating Annie & I unexpectedly. We watched a home video & provided our own commentary, which was more entertaining than the film itself. AND we ate Brian’s birthday cake… without him.  

 

Tonight is the Copeland/TSL show & I’m sooo tired that I’m not excited yet. But I will be. I adore Copeland wholeheartedly. Except with the part of my heart that’s currently devoted to loving my new cellphone.

 

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“Everyone knows I’m in over my head…” –The Fray-

 

Reason number 1732848934 why I don’t want to be a newspaper journalist- overnight deadlines SUCK. I agreed to cover a Freestyle Rap Battle tonight for tomorrow’s front page (I hope) & it’s killing me. I have an exam tomorrow to study for & instead, I’m boning up on my rap knowledge, which is extremely limited to begin with…

 

Cleveland was fanflippingtastic. The two-story Target just might be the coolest place on Earth… this cast of RENT was extremely close to the original, & Sigur Ros was just straight-up amazing. We had a horrendous waitress who looked like a grown-up version of my high-school-aged neighbor, whom I only tipped 10%... but sheesh, she deserved it. Also, I love bubble baths. And, oh yeah, MY BOYFRIEND.

 

Okay, I don’t really have time to write. And if I did have time, I wouldn’t have anything cool to say. Let’s recap: I am covering a freestyle rap competition tonight. ME, who went to a Sigur Ros show on Sunday, is covering RAP. We’ll see how this goes.

 

“You know you’ve got only one chance to believe in the good life.” –Tourmaline-

 

Last night was alotalotalot of fun & I wish we’d do it more often instead of once a year as a sort of memory/reunion thing.

 

This afternoon my fabulous boyfriend is whisking me off to the metropolis of Cleveland. We’re shopping at the two-story Target, dining at the Cheesecake Factory, attending a matinee performance of RENT & then a nighttime Sigur Ros show. How excited am I for this mini-vacation?!

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Today there was a free Harlequin novel delivered with my copy of the Akron Beacon Journal. WTF? They delivered this book to thousands of Akronites in hopes of what? Getting us to buy it? Get real- you gave me a free copy!

 

PS, Apolo Ohno is HOTT. Everyone needs an Olympic crush.

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How can it have been so long already???

 

 

"the passing of times leaves empty lives waiitng to be filled
i'm here with a cause, i'm holding a torch in the corner of your room
can you hear me?
& when you're dancing & laughing & finally living

hear my voice in your head & think of me kindly

 

 

 

don’t forget the songs that made you cry

& the songs that saved your life

yes, you’re older now, & you’re a clever swine

but they were the only one who ever stood by you"