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To the multiple people who have bitched about me not blogging, I am sorry that I am in a fuck  funk right now with my creativity. Promise to be back up shortly once I feel inspired.  For now, enjoy this photo of Kermit the Frog.  until writer's block ends, akp

I'm off to sunny Florida and will not be blogging while I am there. Sorry, losers. Seeya in 10 days! West Palm Beach Bitches

Sorry fellow bloggers! I have been swamped with working like a donkey at Whole Foods the past 2 weeks that I have neglected to post anything :( I am a terrible person and promise to keep up in a more timely manner Since I have been dedicating so much time to work, I figured I'd talk a little bit about the organic food emporium of Whole Foods Market Wheaton. From "Whole Paycheck" to "expensive as shit," I've heard every single nickname that has been created for this great place of business. While I may complain about the ridiculousness of my job and bitch about how much it cuts into my social life, I love where I work. My co-workers are some of the nicest, hardworking and unique people I have met in my life and the benefits of working there are pretty spectacular. From a great insurance plan, to a 401k, not to mention my 20% discount (which I can apply to be greater if my blood pressure, bmi and shit are all in order), the job is pretty much foolproo

Fuck. The real world and the virtual world have crossed over. I shamelessly exposed my blog to them and now, I can not longer scorn and bitch about them in a public forum. This could lead to some negative repercussions...So instead, I decided to do a little tribute about each of them, hoping that they'll read it and feel good about themselves for a brief moment the return to their bitter, self-loathing lives (only joking, kinda). I will specify that these friends are in NO particular order of favorites. And that no dirty secrets will be revealed, I can't go "Harriet the Spy" on all of them and have them hate me for writing down things observed in my journal. How about to keep it fair, I go in chronological order of when I met them? Caitlin Deirdre Lynch I decided to chose a picture where we look like utter and complete hotties, so that we can remember the good days. I met Caitlin in a very ambiguous year, sometime in preschool presumably, that it's so far

Now that my freshman year has come to an official close, I am at home, working, cleaning, Facebook stalking, shopping, eating and doing my mom's bitch work. Since I've been everyone's pack mule (including my own) these past few days, I completely forgo the beauty that is today...Cinco de Mayo. In order to make up for the fact that Cesar's is an hour away from here....I present MARGARITAS Tonight, two of my best friends, Ellie and Cassidy and myself will be going to see a Middle School version of "Your a Good Man Charlie Brown" to just beef up our loserdom even more than it already is, then hit up the "Coco Loco" in West Chi-ghetto. Apparently, they have 99 cent tacos and will be pretty hoppin' tonight for Cinco de Mayo. And maybe, just maybe we'll be able to get some margs. PLEASE GOD LET THERE BE MARGS. In other news, I am going to FLA in just two weeks with my friends Madeline and Caitlin!! I have been purchasing non-s

Sorry world to have blogged so little in the past few days, as the title states... ITS BEEN A HISTORIC WEEKEND! Let's break down all the crazy shit that happend April 29-May 1, a la "Best Week Ever" on Vh1. Friday, April 29th 2011 Prince William and Kate Middleton's wedding! I cried my eyes out! What a beautiful wedding...I secretly wish that Brian was the Prince of Poland so we could be married in the same style. Oh well. Saturday, April 30th 2011 WWSHS Classics win National Championship! The video says it all. Sunday, May 1st 2011 Osama bin Laden is announced dead! There I was, innocently watching a sex trafficking documentary on MSNBC and then there is a breaking news of the President making an announcement to the world! Who thought he'd killed the single-greatest threat to the US to date? He told the country that he had found a lead last August and finally found that it had lead him to bin Laden being hidden in a compound in Pakistan. S

This weekend marks an epic moment in history. My alma mater show choir will be competing for the title of  national show choir champions and let's face it: they're gonna win In choosing to upload like a thousand pictures to my blog, I wanted to emphasize the point that show choir WAS my life. I am an alumni of the Wheaton-Warrenville South "Classics," a nationally-ranked show choir and so proud of it! I made the group my sophomore year of high school and my love for performing has come from it. So what exactly is "show choir"? Let's define it by describing a week in my life while I was a member of the group. Typical Show Choir Hell Week Monday and Thursday School from 7:20-2:15 3-4 Possible choreography review session or vocal review session 4-5 Homework (who are we kidding?) 5-5:30 Dinner...but not too big because you'll puke at rehearsal if you do 6-9 Rehearsal, consisting of the following: dancing til you pass out, singing til your t

Happy Hump Day! S o in order to procrastinate on the two wonderful papers I have due tomorrow in my English and Adolescent Development classes respectively, I decided to share with my blogging world about a hilarious website I found yesterday while I was using Stumble Upon (ironically, I was procrastinating then too). Betches Love This Site No really, its true! I have never found a website that has spoken more true to me. In college, there's a whole new sets of social cliques that one can fit into. It's not like high school where you're a popular kid, jock, nerd, band geek or theatre freak. It's a fucking lifestyle that more that includes more than one of those cliques. It's very non-exclusive. In college, everyone knows about  bro lifestyle (obviously comprised of frat daddys, lax players and guidos), Sorority girls (which can honestly follow under any clique), people who party (again..you can party and be in a sorority), smart kids (who can party) and burn

Being the music buff that I am, I have complied my concert list for this upcoming summer. I'm not a fan of going to a ton of shitty shows for a cheap price, rather seeing a few great concerts (that are regrettably more expensive) and getting my bang for my buck. June 8th, 2011: Panic! At the Disco, Riviera Theatre I am not the hugest fan of emo/alternative rock, but my boyfriend, Brian, loves all those So/Cal Punk bands (a former somewhat emo kid himself) plus, Panic brings me back to my youngin days of middle school when I used to blare "Lying is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off" in the darkness of my basement, before I was allowed to have my own computer on Rhapsody. I really hope they play the entire "A Fever You Can't Sweat Out" album so I can shamelessly sing away at every lyric. July 8-10th, 2011: DMB CARAVAN, Grant Park God. I cannot even put into words how sick this lineup is. Obviously, Dave is the highligh

Good morning to all! I am currently sitting on, what I to believe, is the shittiest 'L' car in the entire world. My friend Natalie and I take the red line from Loyola every Tuesday and Thursday for our two education classes downtown. I have decided to put together a smattering of anecdotes about our worst and hilarious experiences on the 'L' to date. I think I'll have Nat help me on this one. 1.Schizophrenia guy-So one morning, Nat and I get on the 'L' to go to class as always. It seems like a pretty normal day until a man, clearly insane, steps on at Belmont with a cigarette, fully lit and clambaking the passengers. As stated multiple times by the overhead voice of God on the 'L,' "smoking is prohibited on CTA vehicles" and its a huge taboo in public places in Chicago. Even well seasoned smokers know they must smoke 15 feet away from any establishment. So this guy gets on, and some brave yuppie has the nerve to please ask him to put ou

To my, and most of the heterosexual female population of the world's demise, this fine specimen of a man will be taken off the market this Friday at 11 am UK time (no fear, the bar may still be open at 3 am in Chicago for those who wish to drown their sorrows). As many of you may not know, I love England. I visited there when I was 16 years old with my family and fell in love with it. London is like a laid back, more hip New York that still manages to be luxurious and posh, without being too pretentious. If you think about it, everything that is British is better: 1. UK Skins: The characters are so much more attractive, use fabulous slang, do whatever the fuck they want and look utterly badass. The soundtrack is great too, with music that is so underground, we can't even find it on iTunes. Plus, Tony Stonem is pretty much the epiphany of what every girl denies that want, but really crave most in a guy. I guess Sid's pretty sweet too. And god, these kids can party

hello world. After much debate for quite some time now, I have decided to start blogging, simply because I have a lot to say and really no mode of communication to express my thoughts and emotions or  to share the topsy turvy tales of my life. Before I begin, you should probably know some basics: Name: Anna Kathryn Perrotti Location: Chicago, IL aka the greatest city on earth (more to come later...) Current Occupation: Cashier at Whole Foods Market, a position granting me the titles of "hippy" by conservatives and "agent of big business" by liberals Planned Occupation: English/Music Educator Dream Occupation: Food Critic and/or Actress Favorite Food: Peanut Noodles and TRUE ITALIAN COOKING Nationality: 50 Irish, 50 Italian Favorite Colors : Coral and Periwinkle Blue (or whatever color my wall in my room is) Activities in Spare Time:  eating more than my body wants, loving little baby penguins, watching any movie I can get my hands on, shopping till I drop,