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I'll try to get a post up tonight but I can't promise it, I saw Streetlight Manifesto last night and I'm a little tired after work, but I'm going to try to do it anyway.
analane said
Wow, sorry for the long intro post. I didn't think I'd written that much until I finished!


Going to have to give you props for that Newsom quote, Ys is a beautiful album.
Katherine looked around at all the other campers that had introduced themselves and they all seemed to be pretty cool. It was also nice for her to have met at least one of the other people that would be staying in her cabin, even if Colline seemed a little shy. Katherine assumed that at some point she would come out of her shell, if they got to know each other a little better. Katherine did flash Colline a smile after learning her cabin though.

After a few more people introduced themselves it seemed time that the orientation festivities get underway. As a somewhat tall blonde girl made her way to the front of the group, though Katherine could recognize the aroma that clung to her clothes. Katherine had smoked enough to immediately recall what the smell was and she was a little surprised to find that one of the counselors would be smoking it so early into the camp. But she assumed that's what it takes to make it through the months of dealing with troublesome teenagers. Though Katherine couldn't help but recognize the irony of there being a no smoking rule while the counselors are smoking themselves.

Katherine liked the idea of a bonfire, just to kind of sit around and shoot the shit was something she always liked to do. The orientation activities seemed a little lame to her but it would help her get to know the others at least a little. Katherine smiled at Gwen's comment as she stood up to follow the rest of them. And hell, at least a tour would help Katherine get her bearings on what seems to be a huge space the camp occupied.
Yeah, sorry, I'm going to try to get a post up tomorrow. I'm in the same boat with this huge project I had to work on this week but my weekend is kinda chill so I should be able to post something tomorrow.


Great noise rap if you're into stuff like that. I wanna say it's like Death Grips with better flow but less vocal intensity and less abstract lyricism, but I don't think that would really do it justice.
Katherine slowly opened her eyes, as the sounds of Elias Bender Rønnenfelt's voice faded in her ears. She had gone from her position of sitting up and staring out over the water to laying in the grass and staring at the clouds. There was something incredibly relaxing to it all, even if the music itself wasn't relaxing to listen to, the whole experience of of lying there with the wind softly blowing the fresh air through the grass as it dances and the clouds slowly crawl across the sky could be quite calming to a city girl. Katherine slowly sat up and draped the ear-buds around the back of her neck before running her fingers through her hair. It was then when she heard the noise of her phone receiving a text message. She took her phone out of her pocket and checked the contents of the message she had just gotten.

"Welcome to Camp Corona!" It read. "There will be an optional orientation for you to meet other campers in fifteen minutes. Please gather by the Activities Center if you would like to join."

Katherine smiled before putting her phone back in her pocket, even if the whole "orientation" thing sounded dull as all hell it would be good to get to know the people here, if she was going to be spending all her time with them this summer. She hoped that at least a couple of them would be cool, maybe have a good taste in music or at least be open to what others listened to. And hell, she might even meet the elusive cabin mates she would be living with for the next two months. And, if she was lucky, maybe the two would coalesce and her cabin mates would also be cool people she wouldn't mind hanging out with. She hoped for the latter as she stood up and began to brush the small amount of dirt off her pants.

She started to walk over the activity center with her hands in her pockets. She gazed at the crowd already starting to form in front of the Activity Center. There was the girl she had seen on the beach earlier who seemed to have been the first to arrive at camp, there was a brunette, a girl with fantastic blue hair, and a taller girl (Though, unsurprisingly, she was still shorter than Katherine).

"Hey" Katherine said somewhat lazily but with a smile on her face as she sat down with the group. "I'm Katherine, from cabin one, you guys?"
Yeah, I'm down for it.
Katherine stepped out of the beat up sedan that brought her to camp, the music blared so loudly that she couldn't even hear herself think, breaking a bit of the stillness of the landscape surrounding it. She had gotten a ride with a friend up to the camp, he was staying with some friends in Seattle for the summer and decided that giving her a ride wouldn't take him too far out of his way. Katherine gave him a smile and a barely audible “Thanks” as she closed the door and he drove off. On the ground in front of her were three bags: a suitcase to hold all her clothes, a duffel bag for books and other such things, and a bag to hold her acoustic guitar. She picks up all three, slinging her guitar over her back, before fishing out a piece of paper from her skinny jeans. It tells her to go to the activities center to register and she does just that.

Katherine opens the door to the center and steps inside to give it a once over. But, before she can really take in her surroundings, Katherine hears the word “Welcome” come from the desk in the room.

She walks up to the desk, puts her bag and suitcase down, and begins tapping on the desk with her purple-painted nails before replying to the receptionist with a slightly apathetic "Hey."

“And your name?” The receptionist asks Katherine, not losing her happy demeanor in the face of the slight rudeness coming from the camper.

“Katherine, Katherine Beck.” She replies. The receptionist looks as if she's about to say something before Katherine cuts her off “Yes, like Beck the singer-songwriter.” It's something she gets a lot so she's used to it by this point.

The receptionist hands Katherine the key to her cabin, which judging by he number on the keyring was Cabin 1, and Katherine spins it on her finger. The receptionist gives her the directions and Katherine smiles at her. “I'm sure I'll figure it out.” She says as she picks up her bags and walks out.

As Katherine exits the Activities Center she looks over the beautiful vista before her, it's kind of unreal. She's so used to the big buildings of the sprawling metropolis of New York City, so seeing all this natural beauty was a bit of a new thing for her. She opens the door to her cabin and walks inside.

She felt the air conditioning inside and was relieved, she had expected it to be hot but not this blazing. She took off the flannel she had been wearing to reveal more of the Iceage t-shirt she had been wearing underneath. As she walks towards the beds, Katherine realized one was already taken, though it didn't really matter all that much to her. She placed her stuff on the bed closest to the door, not really bothering to unpack at all, and she took her iPod out of the duffel bag.

She stepped back outside and closed the door as she placed her ear buds in and pressed play. The music filled her ears as she walked towards the beach and sat down at the edge, looking out over the water.
I'm quite interested in this.


Been listening to this album a lot recently and it's beautiful, I'd highly recommend it even if you're not entirely into "twee" music.
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