Why have I become so obsessed with, and basically madly in love with, Justin Bartha? I'll tell you.

If you've been following me for a while, you'll know that a bunch of my friends graduated back in '08. Because of that, last summer was one of the worst of my life. I would cry literally every day, wondering what I would do without my best friends at school to help me and laugh with me.

One day that summer, I was going through my movies and found an old favorite: National Treasure. I hadn't seen it in a while, so I decided, hey, it couldn't hurt. So I watched it, and I found myself laughing at Riley's one-liners. Laughing felt great, heaps better than crying did. So the next day, I watched it again, to keep my hopes up. Watching the movie became an everyday thing, with Riley showing me that it was okay to laugh and have fun even though my friends were leaving.

I no longer felt sad about my friends. I was too busy laughing at Riley to feel sad. I don't know what shape I'd be in now if I didn't have National Treasure, and eventually Failure to Launch, to help me through that summer.

I like to think Justin Bartha saved me.


"I'm always surprised when I have fans....I just got into this business because I love to act, it's not something I was ever really a part of." - Justin Bartha

Hooooooly crap, I last updated this thing right after the inauguration. It's been almost seven months. Well, I probably didn't update because I couldn't think of anything to write. I mean, I made this thing as a freshman, and now I'm about to begin my senior year. This was much more of a big deal when I was a young and naive little thing.

I made some changes to the journal, including the layout and title. Hopefully it reflects more of who I am now than who I was years ago. I'm also trying to put dlaurora1955 's Taylor Swift mood theme on here, because I absolutely adore Taylor, but I haven't had any luck. How do you put mood themes on this thing?!

I really hope I'll be updating this thing more than I have been. Maybe not every day, but every few days or when something cool happens to me. Speaking of cool, I got my drivers' permit yesterday. And I drove home from the DMV, which I won't hesitate to say scared me out of my mind. I screwed up a left turn near my house and ended up on the wrong side of the road. I seriously thought I was gonna die. I'll try and not use that left turn again if I can help it.

I'm also gonna start ending my entries with a quote. It's gonna vary, it may be silly or profound. But I'm gonna end every entry with some sort of quote.

"Without a hurt, the heart is hollow." - El Gallo, The Fantasticks

So Tuesday pretty much kicked so much ass.

I found out I was gonna be in English class at noon. I did not have very high hopes for watching it, since my English class is a bunch of freaking cement-heads who could care less about the President of the United States. I have a feeling I'm the only one in that class that truly cares about where this country is going. I asked Ms. Black if she was gonna put on the news. She said she was.

HOLY SHIT MS. BLACK, I FUCKING LOVE YOU.

In the cafe, Pointek put on all the TVs so we could watch the pre-swearing-in stuff. I couldn't keep my eyes of the tube. I heard some idiot call my name, but I didn't turn around. I was too concentrated on the TV. Anyone else agree with me that the Obama girls are so goddamn CUTE??? I haven't seen kids that cute since my twin cousins were born. Youngest kids to live in the White House since Amy Carter, and man, I love 'em. I'd pay for an American Girl doll of Sasha or Malia.

After lunch, I raced back to my English classroom in like fifteen seconds. Ms. Black had already put on the TV, and it was on full blast. I sat down, not taking my gaze off the screen for even a second. Ms Black even postponed a HUCK FREAKING FINN QUIZ for us to watch the inauguration. Epic win.

The class was dead quiet the entire period. I thought Gabriel's horn had been blown. My English class is NEVER, emphasis on NEVER, quiet. Ms Black's had to yell at us almost every day this year for being too loud.

I noticed the flub that the Chief Justice made right away. I've had the Oath of Office memorized since I was seven years old. At first I thought that the Oath had been changed or something, but than I realized "wtf, that dude's a moron!!"

The bell rang in the middle of Obama's speech. Ms Black said that she'd write out passes to anyone that wanted to stay for the whole thing. GUESS WHO WAS THE ONLY ONE THAT DID. Have I mentioned I hate my English class? They have absolutely no idea of what's important. All they care about is makeup and sex.

So I walked into history ten minutes late, but got a reprieve from my history teacher since she'd figured I'd stayed in my previous class till the President finished. It's times like that I love being who I am, I can be late to class 'cause I was watching the PRESIDENT. Anyone else, she wouldn't've believed. But me? Sure, go ahead, waltz in ten minutes late.

As soon as I got home, I flipped on all the TVs. I was in my parents' room when I heard about Teddy. I screamed so loud I thought my ears would explode. This is the last of the Kennedy boys: my heroes, my icons. I don't wanna even begin to think of my reaction when he finally goes.

So, that's my experience on 1-20-09. One of the best days of my freaking life.

do this lovelies.

This Christmas totally rocked. I think I got the best haul I've ever gotten in my sixteen years. Here's the mandatory list of my presents:

* A blue Dell Inspiron dualcore laptop. It's now my baby. I named it Justin, after Justin Bartha, my celebrity crush. Nobody else in the house can use it. I love it so much!
* A Hershey's bar the size of a DVD box, which I already annihilated.
* The Disneyland Encyclopedia, by Chris Strodder. It's a huge book featuring entries for everything that has ever been at Disneyland in California, and even some stuff that was planned but never built.
* An Abercrombie & Fitch hoodie. It's so comfy and nice. But it's gonna take forever to get the smell of that stuff they spray on it in the store out of it, haha.
* A $30 Barnes & Noble gift card, which I spent on a Princess Diaries book, an M magazine, and Miley's latest CD Breakout.
* A pair of pink satin pajamas for my American Girl dolls. They're the cutest thing.
* Coconut the dog, which is an American Girl product. Now my dolls have a pet.
* A $100 Visa gift card. I'm going shopping in NYC on Thursday, so I'm going to bring it then.
* A couple of cute little ethnic boxes. They're really small, just big enough to fit my class ring or something.
* A "Riley" costume for my American Girl doll, based on Justin Bartha's outfit in the first National Treasure. It's still in the process of being made, but it'll be done by the time my friend and I go to American Girl Place on Thursday.
* A bag of homemade goodies from Manda and Alex, which I killed in about ten minutes in chorale last week.
* An entire bag of Hershey's Kisses, a candy cane, and a double-chocolate donut from the OKP Elves.

Basically, I CLEANED UP. Lol. It was a great Christmas.

for those not into american girl dolls, you may skip this rant.

wtf are you doing, ag????? i could understand if it was kirsten, or even felicity. but SAMANTHA????? goddamn. the economy tanks, and you retire (sorry, "archive") your most popular doll. does anyone see a pattern in this?
just when the one i want is nellie, you have to do this and crush the dreams of so many people. have you thought of the CHILDREN???? the children are the reason your company lives and breathes, and you are taking away their most demanded AG.
samantha rules. nellie rules. and i don't wanna wait another stinking ten years to get anything samantha. or however long she's in the "vault".

ag, thanks for breaking my heart.

sincerely,

pissed in cowtown

i'm going to California in ten days! that's right, i'm finally gonna make it to Disneyland! i am so psyched. we fly out on the first of October and come back on the 6th. i get to miss four days of school (the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 6th) so i can't wait. i haven't been to any Disney park since February of '05, and that's pretty much a crime considering who i am. so, when i'm not on facebook or anything those days, that's where i am, baby!

also, i got into dead man walking! i play "victim family member #1," which is basically a character in a support group for parents of murder victims. the audition for this was the first one in my entire life where i didn't stutter. not even once. netta said i've come a long way since i let out that bloodcurdling scream in the pop-up ads play. that made me laugh.

i can't believe i actually wanted to get rid of latin. that class ROCKS. i don't care if it's a "dead" language (we're not even allowed to say the d word in class), it's wicked fun. the other day, i was really bored, so i checked a english-to-latin dictionary out of the library and started translating lines from both "national treasure" movies!! here's an example:

quis vult ire de terribulis canalis intra sepulcrum primus? (who wants to go down the frightening [creepy] tunnel inside the tomb first?)

i know that this may constitute as having barely any life, but i could not possibly care less. i know how to quote my favorite movies, in a language barely anyone uses!

i pretty much shouldn't have worried about the seniors leaving. in fact, there's this one freshman i've totally bonded with. her name's monica, and she's in both chorale and latin with me. she also adores national treasure, and riley is her favorite character, just like me. we even took the same shift for the cake booth at the four town fair, and we both bought pairs of matching friendship bracelets. we kept one, and gave the other to the other girl. i love her.

well, i guess that's all for now.


peace and love.

hey.

so i started my junior year on thursday. i do have a pretty decent set of classes, but i also feel like punching myself in the face for not signing up for TAII, cause like 43218793428793428743 of my friends are in that class and i feel kinda left out. i have always heard things about how amazingly fun theater two is, and i want to experience it for myself, but i can't because sophomore katie, while trying to make her junior schedule, was a complete idiot.

when i walked into netta's room first thing in the morning on thursday (the first day), i seriously thought i was hallucinating. why? kevin was there. someone (i forgot who) asked if he had forgotten that he graduated, and he responded with "holy fuck it's 2008???" it made me laugh. i couldn't believe at all that he was actually there, but i knew he had to be because i was definitely awake.

my past few entries i've gone all emo-ish about my friends leaving for college. but i finally realize what everyone's been trying to tell me all along. i'll still be able to talk to them and, in the case of the boston people, possibly visit them. i am very lucky to have friends like them, and i shouldn't worry about missing them, because as the facebook bumper sticker says, true friendship isn't being inseperable. it's being separated, and nothing changes.


peace and love.

school starts in THREE DAYS.

i don't hesitate when i state that this has been the most boring summer of my life. i had no job, my only vacation was to the white mountains of new hampshire (which, admittedly, was kinda cool), and the fact that there was a thunderstorm EVERY DAMN DAY. my dog goes nuts whenever there's a big thunderstorm, so i spent a significant percentage of this summer trying my best to calm the little guy down.

my sophomore year was actually pretty good, i've been told that it garnered the best grades i've gotten since second grade. i plan to break that record in my junior year. i don't want to be academically ineligible for OKP for even a day. i was in the first quarter of sophomore year because i flunked fourth quarter gym freshman year. i'm sooooo happy that i don't have to take gym anymore, it was nothing short of a living hell. thankfully in sophomore year i had emily reed and jason neeson in gym to help me through the tough spots.

i really wanna go to walt disney world. manda and i have been on about this for weeks. the last time i went to florida was in 2002 when i was nine, and the last time i went to disneyland in california was 2005 when i was twelve. i miss disney like you wouldn't believe. walter elias disney was nothing short of a genius for even having the idea to create such places. whether california or florida, being at a disney park gives me a sort of happiness and comfort that i can't really explain. i love going on the attractions, i love watching the parades and shows, i love shopping for souvenirs, and i especially love meeting the characters. when i am told that they are actors or people in suits, i block out the speaker's voice. they are real to me.

here's my schedule.

a: seminar - campbell
b: cafe study - varies between ouelett, troy, and fidler (semester 1) ta1 - prenetta (semester 2)
c: chorale - durfee
d: environmental sci - zampini
e: latin - a. white
f: english - black (new)
g: history - simmons
h: algebra 2 - watras (new)

love uP.

yeah.

so i pretty much use this thing. but what the hey, i feel like it needs an update.

i am less than one week away from starting my junior year. i am excited but at the same time sad. kevin and brooke and amy and sara and everyone won't be there to listen to my stories, to make me laugh, to give me a shoulder to cry on.

amanda mcallister is amazing, she has filled in the hole in my heart that became empty when my bests graduated. i can talk to that girl about anything, from disney world to everyday problems, because she understands and knows and loves me for who i am. so if you read this manda, know that you have become a very important person in my life over these past few months and that i love you very much.

mostly all my bests are going off to be schooled in my favorite city in the whole wide world. i can't help but feel at least a tad jealous of them. they will be in the home of red sox and kennedy for as long as it takes to get their education. i feel very lucky to be able to go to boston more often than most people, so i will hopefully be able to visit them. i could navigate the city with my brain tied behind my back.

peace and love.

god it's been a long time since i regularly updated this thing.

you know what i really really hate??? when my friends are going somewhere fun and awesome but my mom says i can't go if none of my friends can drive me to wherever that may be. i miss out on a lot of kickass events that way and end up laying on the couch in my pajamas watching fairly odd parents or something. great way to be spending an evening when i could be somewhere hanging out with the most awesome people on the planet.

it still has not sunk in that an obscene percentage of my very best friends are no longer students at ehs or members of the opening knight players. and a lot of them are going off to live and go to school in my very favorite city on this entire planet. i am so jealous. i do not know how in the name of rfk i am going to be able to survive ehs anymore. they were always there for me when i was upset and needed a hug or someone to talk to, or when i was on cloud nine and wanted to share that happiness with them.

it just kills me.

no more plays together.
no more killer high-fives or peaceful, safe hugs.
no more meditation in the band room.
no more cda.
no more hour-long talks.
no more "wiggin' out!!"
no more begging for sponsors.
no more super-fast rides in a little blue minivan.
no more ghetto accent.
no more energy vat.
no more saturday set buildings.
no more backstage antics.
no more getting drunk off water.
no more mega nerf wars.
no more dumb-but-i-still-love-them photos.
no more dark tag.
no more aussie slang.
no more kennedy song.
no more drama banquet.
no more one acts.
no more thespian induction.
no more "we love you conrad!"
no more giggle fits.
no more anything.

i love you all so much. i'll miss you more than you could ever begin to imagine.

love,
me.

i just can't believe it. my best friends - well, most of them - will be college students on friday evening. kevin, amy, andrew, brooke, sara...the list goes on and on. so i'm gonna take a bit to say something about each of them.

kevin - no matter how shitty i'm feeling, you can make it six thousand times better just by being there for me. your humor is contagious. you can make me laugh even when i don't feel like smiling at all. you're my best friend and i love you.

amy - you're a great girl. the okp needs someone like you all the time, just to lighten the mood a little. i don't know how we're gonna freaking survive without your smiling face and always-there presence, whether it's in the auditorium or the booth.

andrew - i don't know one word to describe you fully, man. you're funny and tough, and a voice of reason. even when you piss me off (the whole rfk thing, for example) i know that you're still my friend above all else and you don't really mean to upset me.

brooke - you've got probably the most colorful personality in the okp. i don't know how i'm gonna be able to survive plays without you either on stage or behind the scenes. you're an awesome friend and i'll never ever forget you.

sara - you truly are the rock of the okp. you've held us all together through good and bad. i admire your strength as president and agree with netta that there can't be any better. the okp will seem incomplete without your beautiful smile next year.

always remember that i love all of you. good luck in everything you do.

hugs and love,
katie

http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5ibCXhAStqlIJt1fvTUy9SLjKTG8gD90TC4RO0

Hey hey, so the big guy's feeling well enough to race his sailboat. But that doesn't really say much, since a Kennedy basically has to be dead in order not to sail. Haha.

Bye Bye Birdie was the most wonderful, unbelievable, basically indescribable event of my life so far. I don't know if I can even begin to talk about the awesome. But then again, you wouldn't expect much less outta me, I guess.

That's all I can think of. Peace.

http://www.boston.com/news/local/breaking_news/2008/05/kennedy_has_mal.html?p1=Well_MostPop_Emailed4

Read for yourselves. I'm sad. Sad sad sad. Help me, please.

Hey, this is in dire need of an update, lol.

So no school today, w00t MLK for letting us have it. HAHA! But, it's important to know what he stood for. Here's a speech made by Bobby, on April 4, 1968, the day King was shot. The speech was given as Bobby was campaigning in the city of Indianapolis, Indiana. When he found out about the assassination, Bobby abandoned his planned speech. He spoke before a mostly black crowd in the ghetto part of Indianapolis. Exactly two months later, Bobby himself would be shot. =(

( Speech )

Hi all. I've been thrown into an abyss of intense boredom, so I thought I'd post. I know you're thinking, "How can she be bored when she's got all that new Kennedy stuff?" Well, I am. Don't ask questions.

Sooooo...there was supposed to be a small screening of The Supermarket tonight at the library, but I was literally the only one that was gonna be there, so Jenkins called it off. I'm pretty sad about that, but whatever, life goes on.

I'm going to American Girl Place on January 1. My friend is taking me, and we're gonna drive down to New Haven and then take the train. It should be fun. There's a celebration for the new limited-edition Doll of the Year. I can't wait.

We're going to New Hampshire tomorrow to see my cousins for their sixth birthday. It's just mind-numbing that they're gonna be six, I remember hearing about their birth like it was yesterday. We got them a Bee Movie Wii game, to go with the Wii they got for Christmas (yes, my six-year-old twin cousins actually GOT A WII FOR CHRISTMAS).

That's all I can really think of.

Love uP.

* A camera phone (I'm in heaven)
* A pink Nintendo DS and a Harry Potter game for it
* A framed picture of JFK and RFK at the 1960 Democratic Convention
* An RFK DVD
* A Diana DVD
* Reese's Peanut Butter Cups (tons of 'em!)
* A $25 gift card to iTunes
* A set of colored gel pens
* A Dropkick Murphys CD
* Tape recordings of RFK's speeches
* Harry Potter Gryffindor lion pen
* $50 gift certificate to the JFK Library store

The following books:
* Robert Kennedy: Brother Protector
* Make Gentle the Life of This World: The Vision of Robert F. Kennedy
* Robert Kennedy and His Times
* UpClose: Robert F. Kennedy
* RFK: A Memoir
* The Gospel According to RFK
* The Kennedys: Portrait of a Family
* A Honorable Profession: A Tribute to Robert F. Kennedy
* The Kennedys (box set of two: JFK and Jackie)

I am in Katie heaven! HAHAHA!

Hi everybody!

Well, it's Christmas Eve. Can you believe it? I certainly can't. Wow. Just.....wow.

On Saturday, I saw National Treasure: Book of Secrets. It was awesome. I just want the DVD of the first movie, and the novelization of BOS. It was that good.

I don't know if the e-board has copyrighted this, but I don't think they have! It's also not exactly politically correct. Haha.

Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas,
Merry Christmas from the OKP!
Happy Holidays, Happy Holidays,
Happy Holidays, now let's sing it in Chinese!
Hong chong chong chong, Hong chong chong chong,
Hong chong chong chong, chong chong chong!


Merry whatever-you-celebrate to all my friends!

~Katie~

Today was amazing. There's just no other word for it. Brooke gave Andrew and Kevin Nerf guns as Christmas gifts, and we were having a Nerf gun fight in the English hallway after school. It was awesome. I hid in the sarcophagus in Netta's room to throw Kevin off (he was on the hunt for me) and I heard him say "Where did that kid go???" I jumped out of the mummy and screamed, and then he shot me. A few minutes later, Kevin was about to shoot Jess, and I jumped in front of her and said, "If you wanna kill Sponge, you gotta kill me." Kevin shrugged, said "Okay," and shot Jess and me with the same dart. We fell to the ground dramatically, and everyone was hysterical. We were all shooting each other, and Kevin and I were charging down the hall, each with Nerf guns, shooting rounds at each other. It was AWESOME.

Brooke, if you read this, know that you've created monsters. Lol.

~Katie~