On Saturday I went a "Katelyn Tarver Promo Day" at Menchies. How seriously fucking awesome is that? Anyway we played my music and I just hung out with fans, and it was pretty amazing.
Anyway, one girl gave me this book she thought was funny, and I read it, and thought I'd share some of it. It's called "F in Exams" by Richard Benson and it's a book of ridiculous answers people have given in exams and stuff. Such as;
What is the highest frequency noise a human can register?
Mariah Carey.
Describe what happened during the big bang?
A lot of noise.
Why would living close to a mobile phone mast cause ill health?
You might walk into it.
What does the Statue of Liberty represent?
A green lady holding up a large glass of wine. She is wearing a crown. She is the Queen of America.
What is a CD-ROM?
An album of romantic music.
What miracle do Christians celebrate at Easter?
Chocolate.
How does Romeo's character develop throughout Romeo and Juliet?
It doesn't. It's just self, self, self all the way through.
If you want to know who wrote these things in exams, you probably only have to look as far as your local fast food restaurant. I'd die if I knew anyone that stupid. Saying that, anyone else done ridiculous things on school papers or exams?
Mom and Dad are staying for a while, so I'm probably gonna be busy with them too. I can't believe it's only been a few weeks since I last saw them.
PRIVATE
Wow. I'm in a good mood for once. Sure Davids still an asshole, and Lucy still doesn't know, but you know? I'm still on such a high from Saturday. People turned up to see me. Not some act I was supporting, but just me. Because they like me, and my music. Oh my god, I love my fans so much. It's days like that that make me realises I did the right thing dropping out of college. I'm gonna be big, and all the doubters and the haters'll wish they fucking shut up. I'm gonna blow everyone away.
And everythings even going well with Mitchel. We've hung out a few times, and we're okay. It's been nice. I've even made up with Aly, too, which is....even better, I guess. I need more friends, I suppose.
What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I so mad at myself for being happy? It's like I'm waiting for something to mess up. Which I guess, I am. Because that's normally what happens.