strawberry swing

I have news! Coldplay will be in town this summer (Houston, that is) and I'M GOING TO SEE THEM!

I woke up about an hour ago to numerous missed calls and texts from my little sister. I wasn't worried; generally on Saturday mornings she likes to play this little game called, "Wake up early and find out if Katelyn left her phone on silent!"

Needless to say, I did remember to put it on silent last night, and was not bothered by any of her calls. Not even the one at 7 in the morning. Anyways, when the first thing she asked me was, "Are you keeping your job this summer?" I wasn't expecting, "Want to come to a Coldplay concert with us?" to be the follow up question.

On last.fm, Coldplay is my third most played artist. Just to put in perspective how awesome this is for me, if you're not aware how brilliant Coldplay is. I do feel like I should listen to their two albums I don't own to prepare. But maybe not. I went to see Saving Abel/Shinedown/Buckcherry in the fall and had a blast, even though all I'd heard of any of the bands were their radio singles. You take what you can get in Lincoln. Maybe I should try getting into the local music scene.

Both my fiancee and roommate have abandoned me this weekend, so my plans revolve solely around me for a change. Unfortunately, that means a lot of cleaning, working on a monolouge, revising poetry, working out. These all would be fun to do...if I didn't have to do them for school. I even have an 11-week aerobic program I have to do for Nutrition.

I think I'm going to enjoy teaching so much more than...studenting. Yep.