I had a dream where I had this really hot asian boyfriend
who actually looked a lot like me and Tori’s friend Thomas tbh (weird)
anyways
so I have this hot boyfriend he doesn’t have a name
and then we were supposed to have a date to snuggle and watch movies cause he’s upset that i don’t spend enough time with him
so for some reason I decided it’d be a good idea to go to the mall and buy him something beforehand
i pulled a few Avengers baseball tees and then one Carebears one cause i guess i thought he would like it
but then I saw this pretty faux fur vest at this consignment store that had the shirts, it was like $14 for some really expensive vest and i could have bought a matching one for him but i didn’t think he would want one so I just bought myself a vest and didn’t buy him a shirt
by then I had spent so long looking for the perfect gift i didn’t get that it was 7:00 and i was worried i was late because i was like…3 hours late. and it was dark.
then i went home to my apartment and he was there and was so sad and unimpressed with my faux ermine vest that he just got up, broke up with me and walked out
and i was standing there looking swag in my vest with my mouth hanging open
and then i woke up
WHAT THE FUCK man I deserved for nameless boyfriend to dump me there i was being a selfish git
would anyone care to go Freud on this shit and analyze this?
Contacted several old friends and was honest with them.
Because, fuck it, why not?
Glad I did. Even if some of it is in the past (“I used to like you” kinda thing) it’s nice to be like, “Hey, sorry I wasn’t honest about that, just so you know, you mattered in my life.”
Yaaaaaaay
This whole self confidence thing.
I like it.
I am now a firm believer in the power of “Nah, fuck it” or “Nah, fuck that”.
"isu makes me feel like it’d matter more if I died and not just because people would be sad, but because I! want to do things." - me, talking to my friend Eli
"Seriously, Katherine, your breadth of work this year at Ted was inspiring.” -Eli
“Just calm down. Be confident. I picked you for a reason.” Kelsey
“Never think you aren’t good enough for anything. you were born the way you are for a reason. you are special, you are an individual, you are worth it” -Samuel W" - I love my friends.
I pissed off like 3 people today on Facebook saying that Coheed SUCKS compared to RUSH
and as usual for coheed fans
I got the very hipster better-than-thou “like have you like actually LISTENED to the songs…
like all of them…
or like do you know they have a story”
looooool
GOSH NO I HAVEN’T I SURE DIDN’T KNOW THERE WERE COMICS AND LIKE AN ACTUAL STORY AND WOW DO THOSE SONGS HAVE GUITARS IN THEM I SURE AM WRONG.
But yeah, my point was… Coheed is it’s own thing…and I like them for awhile…but I quickly found them repetitive and boring. Not because I don’t understand music but because they sound so similar. It probably isn’t fair to call Coheed a rip off, but it’s absolutely fair to call them a sad shadow in comparison to the AWESOME that is RUSH.
Also Claudio sounds frustratingly similar to the lead singer of RUSH, another older band which has been doing storytelling albums for years. These are usually based off of novels by Ayn Rand or off of science fiction novels.
One person told me that “Coheed is way more creative they actually make up their own story instead of just copying books”
ok, that doesn’t mean they are more creative. Especially when the story Coheed has is kind of pretentious and overly complicated. Coheed tends to sound like sleepy music and blend in together, that’s my problem, it feels like they just throw open a dictionary for every time and try to put in as many smart sounding words as they can and do something really complicated with their guitars for the sake of being complicated.
Al the Killer is a good song, I’ll give them that. But I’ve started listening to RUSH a lot lately and holy jesus fuck, RUSH makes Coheed look like a bunch of toddlers on xylophones. Without the comparison Coheed is decent, but…cmon guys, if you like Coheed but think Rush is a stupid band, you have a problem with your brainnnn.
i may be banned from auditioning for plays next YEAR (the whole year) because I auditioned for the acting program and got in NOT KNOWING that I had ALREADY broken the rule of “if you miss more than 3 classes and u are in the acting program, no auditioning for you” way before I was even considering the program. So…yeah. Got fucked for my success. The teacher I missed classes for really loves me and is trying to argue for my sake. She sent in a letter on my behalf. She said I should be able to audition except for other students miss too many classes fo the faculty has been very strict about cracking down and I may end up a “victim of circumstance”. God. Damnit. Fingers crossed on that.
I failed Biology with a 69.45%… I needed a 70% to pass.
Nana is more sick. Like, cancer, dying sick. She’s also fighting being able to be in places that will take better care of her and I suspect it’s less out of fear to not be at home and more out of fear that then she will have to stop chain smoking. I love her and I’m sad, but i’m also angry. It’s really hard. I can’t really talk about it.
I’m getting sick. Probably from letting people try my booze at the AΣΣ party. Welp.
My dad and mom brought me a care package and a cute new my little pony shirt so that’s awesome!
I WON A SCHOLARSHIP FOR THEATRE OF TED FOR MY CREATIVE AND DARING AND BRAVE PERFORMANCES and my name and Sage’s will be the TWO FIRST EVER names on the plaque like we are those two first dream girlfriends that popped the cherry and will never be forgotten hot damn.
but seriously I am so grateful and happy oh my lord.
Since getting in the acting program people are being a lot nicer to me and talking to me more! Yay! I don’t know if it’s because I act more confident and therefore more appealing or if everyone is actually that shallow!
My friend Max drunk at a party was talking to me and I was drunk as shit too and he’s like “You still like me.” “Um. Not really?” “Liar.” “I don’t know.” “You liar!” “I just don’t know, you smoke a lot of weed, and cigarettes, (it isn’t just that but I didn’t say that) and you’re attractive and I like you but I don’t think I’d date you, I mean. Does that make sense?” and he said “Katherine, you’re the weirdest girl that has ever had a crush on me.” I think he meant that endearingly but I was drunk so it made me sad. As he walked away I said sadly to my Big, Kelsey, “That was rude…” and so she went attack Kelsey on him and drug him back over to apologize and Max goes “I need to explain to your big why that wasn’t rude.” so he leans in and grabs my face tender/drunkenly and I panicked and turned my face away so he awkwardly slobbered on my cheek and then walked away. Uh. I don’t really know what to do. But it’s the last week so school so
I got upset seeing a photo of myself wearing a strapless romper at Ted and I feel like my arms look like hams. I feel so out of shape. I need to be careful or I’m gonna end up eating disordering myself because I’m really freaked out about my weight. Been trying to exercise though. (And don’t get mad at me, I know I’m really tiny. I’m not going to do anything stupid. I just miss my ballerina muscle. For real.)
Polite “help me out of the car / chivalry” guy ended up being kind of whiney and also he clearly is more attracted to girls who will be really rude to him than me so I gave up there. (Mostly cause the whiny thing. I can’t handle whiny.)
I sold the romper I felt bad about for $5 and used that money to buy some cute feather earrings and a glamrock Bowie style Owl necklace and a lip shimmer thing from a friend. Yay! I love student clothing swaps.
Um I made a fashion blog. I’m gonna update it occasionally. It’s gonna mostly be MY stuff or wishlist stuff as opposed to inspiration like I blog here. Idk. katroars.tumblr.com
President of the Theatre Department brought a cop to Mock Prom to make sure drinking stayed in line. Everyone drank beforehand and then like 5 different girls gave the cop their number.
I have a final tomorrow morning and yet I am up on tumblr because it’s relaxing me. Idk
I’m apparently going to help all the transfers come to the school next semester and show them around!:) Maybe some of them will be cute. I mean. Not my fault if I am helpful and they appreciate it, right? Righttttt?
I’m also gonna try and be on the Theatre of Ted board and take over poster making and marketing. I mean. I do things like make titles for plays I haven’t even finished writing in my spare time. So. Yeah.
I wrote a poem that doesn’t suck! It’s very personal and yet not whiny or stupid! Whoa! Wowweee!
