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Thursday, April 28, 2011


I'm giving myself ten minutes to blog. Ready, set, go.

I just spent an hour cleaning our apt. because it was so messy I couldn't think.
I also can't think because my brain is FRIED from four years of thinking.

The next few days are going to be so busy. I hate hate hate hate hate that my last few days here at Asbury coincide with finals. Obviously this is inevitable, but it's creating an interesting conundrum.

The whole
my brain is fried thing
isn't working with the whole
I have finals and projects thing
which also isn't working with the whole
I don't have a lot of time thing
and the
I want to spend what little time I do have with my friends thing,
and that isn't working well with
schedule already full thing.

Okay, it's been 10 minutes. Off I go to attempt to get stuff done.
I keep daydreaming about my profs being like, "Hey, Kate, I know you've worked really hard for the last four years and that you are fully capable of getting an A on my final, so you should just skip it, take the grade that you have now, and spend your last few days with your friends."

Alas. Not gonna happen.

That was 11 minutes. BYE.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Will & Kate

As you know, my name is Kate. If I had been a boy, it would have been Will. 
What regal taste my parents have!

I've already written about how much I love my name, but I've gotten a whole new kick out of knowing I'll be sharing it with a princess.

Monday, April 18, 2011

You are 16 going on 17; fellows will fall in line.

When I was little, I thought this was the most romantic scene in just about any movie. I totally thought that I would fall in love by the time I was 16, and I totally thought that 17-year-old boys were as mature and adorbs (and inclined to verbalize their feelings) as Rolfe. 

Found out yesterday that Liesl and Rolfe were actually 23 and 22 when The Sound of Music came out. No wonder my childhood dreams of teenage love were unrealistic.

I should prob quit taking romantic cues from Nazis.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Monday, April 11, 2011

Pretty Little Liars

So I started watching Pretty Little Liars recently, and I can't. stop.
I'm on episode 17, and I'm dying to know who A is.
Oh, also, I'm in love with Mr. Fitz.

Some things about this show, however, are a little ridiculous.
(Like how they curl their hair before the SAT and wear heals to traipse through the woods...)

One thing that I find most ridiculous is the ages of the real-life actors.

Spencer, Aria, Emily, and Hanna are all 16.
The girls who play them are 25, 21, 24, and 21 respectively.

Adorable Mr. Fitz (24) is only three years older than Aria in real life.
Not exactly scandalous. (I think this is why it doesn't seem as creepy as it would in real life!)

That means Mr. Fitz is actually younger than Aria's other semi-interest, Noel (25).

And teenagers Caleb, Toby, Jenna, and Maya? 24, 24, 27, and 32 respectively.

So high-schooler Maya (32) is only five years younger than Aria's mom, Ella (37).
(And in real life Ella would have had to have had Aria at age 16.)

I know it's no new trend for young people on TV to be played by older people and older people on TV to be played by younger people, but I feel like this show may be taking the trend to a whole new level of ridiculous.

All that said, I'm still obsessed with this show.
And I wish Mr. Fitz were real.
And I can't wait for it to start up again.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Celebratory Coke

My little sister CPOd me this in celebration of the fact that I am going to be a T.A. at Mizzou next year. I'm so excited! (About both the position and the Coke.)

Thanks, Jane

p.s. When my mom and I left Mizzou after our visit in July, I said, "The only things wrong with this school are that it is eight hours from home and that it has Pepsi products." True story.
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