I still can’t believe I met Katie Rose Clarke. All I remember is we both had our arms around each others waists and it didn’t even feel real. She has definitely lost weight since Broadway in Bryant Park.
She smells really good, too. I didn’t really “smell” her… haha. Just from breathing I could smell her. She smells like a princess! It wasn’t strong or heavy. It was really light and sweet. It reminded me of like baby pink and cotton. If that makes sense.
She’s also a lot taller than I expected. She’s probably 5’6 or 5’7. And pretty skinny! I look obese in the pictures we got together because I was wearing this grey cardigan thing that was really loose and flowy and the way I was wearing it made me look like a balloon. But she is pretty skinny- half of my arm is like her entire waist.
Before I got her autograph and a picture with her she was making funny faces with other fans and signing autographs. My heart was beating so fast I thought I was going to throw up. When she came to the person in front of me I just like calmed down and nothing felt real. I was like “my favorite person on earth is standing in front of me… the second I’ve been waiting for forever and ever.” and she came up and signed my playbill and I just asked if I could get a picture and she was like “sure!”. We took a picture and I touched her! hahaha It was so crazy. I thought I was going to break her! She feels so fragile! My little sister took 2 pictures and it felt like forever. I was kind of embarassed because I felt like she was so bored and just wanted to be done. (But she was totally great and sweet)
Then I was like “Thank you! I love you!!!” and she just giggled… I was hoping for her to reply with “Hannah, I love you too! You’re my favorite person in the whole world! Why don’t we go get some dinner together and be best friends forever?!” But, I guess that’s kind of a leap.
Anyway- I hardly remember anything because I was in shock the whole time. I literally shook the whole way home. (Los Angeles to San Diego-Which is a 2 hour drive).
It’s just so unreal! Best night of my life for sure! I can’t wait to see her again! Next time I’m asking for a hug.
discovery “who is that sex god and why haven’t i noticed him before”
research “i have to find out everything about him omg what is his full name what is his birthday do you think he has a wife does he have children does he like jam does he like cats i wonder what photos there are of him is he even real omg”
obsession “i love him so much omg what you like him too no you can’t have him he’s mine no i must collect everything relevant to him i need it all he’s mine MINE”
plotting “hello google can i have a recipe for the strongest love potion in the world thank you or can you just give me a list of ways to successfully seduce a man that’d be great”“
depression “i hate you you’ve ruined my entire life why are you so perfect why don’t you know me why does everything suck omg my life is over and it’s all your fault”
acceptance “i have accepted that i will never know you but i will continuously love you and i am okay with that”
oh, i'm such a good child. i don't smoke, i don't drink and i don't do drugs. i don't sneak out to go partying. my grades are quite good. when i compare myself to those in my class..wow, i'm almost a role model. my parents must be so proud of me!
WHY DON'T I EVER SEE YOU STUDY? ALL YOU DO IS SIT ON THE INTERNET! YOU SHOULD LOOK AT OTHER STUDENTS! YOU DON'T EVEN HELP ME WITH ANYTHING! NO ONE IN THIS HOUSE CARES ABOUT HOW MUCH I HAVE TO DO! NONE OF YOU HELP ME! YOU ARE ALL SO UNGRATEFUL!
Yeah, I live in Canada. It's crazy. If you're already doing poorly in a course and you fail your exam you're screwed!
That sucks, it’s just one test! I live in California, and it’s pretty easy, but sometimes you just get a teacher that doesn’t prepare you at all. That’s what happened to me. Good luck then! Whenever your finals are.
After the salvia, cigarettes, almost naked pictures, weed, alcohol, (am I missing something?), and showy outfits THIS is what people are upset about? A penis shaped cake. It wasn’t a real penis with frosting on it. It was red velvet.