Dear Adam Levine....

I had a vision readers. It came as most visions due, with no warning or even forethought. Adam Levine will be my Valentine's Day date this year.

I'm going to rewind a bit so that you can see what I saw.

Earlier this week, as I sat at my desk during lunch, I was looking at ticket prices for the 2012 Maroon 5 concert that my cousin Brittany and I were hoping to attend. The seats I wanted were not available on Ticketmaster any more so I decided to venture over to StubHub to compare. Low and behold I found the tickets I so desired: floor seats and about as close to the stage as I could imagine or at least afford. I instantly bought the tickets. Filled with excitement, I texted Brittany and told her we could actually look forward to Valentine's Day this year. We could hardly contain our excitement.

In my excitement I took to Twitter. With no thoughts of grandeur, I tweeted the following: Going to see Maroon 5 for Valentine's Day. Hey @adamlevine, would you be my Valentine. I laughed to myself, clearly Mr. Levine would never see my tweet or even more unlikely respond in any way, positive or negative. I carried on with my day.

But something was nagging me... why couldn't I get the lead singer of Maroon 5 to be my Valentine? Crazier things have happened. Look at the girl who serenaded Jason Segel for a date only to become an Internet sensation and actually have said date happen?? I realized that my approach would have to be unique enough to get recognized on a national or at least social media version of national level. So I started to plot....

My plan is quite simple. I just have to get Adam Levine's attention. There is no real sob story here, nor would I want there to be one. I have to be earnest and honest and blunt about my intentions. I also need the help of social media to get my idea launched. I plan to use my blog, my Twitter, Facebook, and YouTube accounts to get my message out and if  you can share/like/comment/retweet any and all of these posts, it will only increase the chance that he might see my request.

So let me take this opportunity to address Mr. Levine personally:

My name is Katelin Bonk. I am 24 years old and love your band. I would not dare to say that I am your biggest fan, I would not want to take that honor away from someone else. I always enjoyed your band's music but didn't own any CDs until I discovered Hands All Over. That album changed my taste in music. It is in my top favorite albums of all time, that I am not lying about. So you can imagine how excited I was when I picked up your newest album, Overexposed. It took a while but I fell in love with that album as well. My favorite song is "Love Somebody". But I digress. I am a fan and a very loyal one once I become one. I was wondering what you would say to being my Valentine at the Detroit concert of your upcoming tour. I'm sure you get ridiculous requests all the time but I would love it if you would hear me out. My cousin and I are beyond excited to go to the show, regardless of this particular outcome. The reason I ask is because I've never had a REAL Valentine. I've had a couple male friends do me a solid and be my fake Valentine and I love them dearly for it. But I've never looked forward to the day to be honest. Being a romantic person and having no one willing to share it with you can be lonely. I've written a blog that tries to give you other ideas to get through the day, take a look! What am I looking for in asking this? Well, there are a couple ways this could go. 1. Getting a tweet on the day of the concert would probably blow my mind and make my day. 2. Dreaming a bit bigger, but a shout out at the concert during a romantic song would probably give me a heart attack, one I would be willing to have. 3. This is the biggest option and most unlikely but it comes with the biggest reward. Call me up on stage and sing to me.

I know, I know. These are all quite ridiculous requests. But in an age where social media is the driving force, what hard does it take to at least ask?

Adam, I am going to just ask this once or on the flip side bombard you with requests. I have a plan. I came up with a Twitter hashtag: #KateBonkWouldLikeAdamLevineToBeHerValentine. ( I admit that it's not clever and very long but I needed both of our names in it!!) I will be tweeting this hashtag everyday (105 and counting...) until the concert as well as an update here in my blog monthly. I also have a couple of other tricks on getting your attention but I am going to keep those to myself for the moment.

Mr. Levine, I realize the improbability of this question and request. If you never see or hear my posts or even if you do and you choose not to respond, my heart will not be broken. I will still scream at the top of my lungs at the concert (Dressed in red and black, probably some leather. Hey, can't blame a girl for trying!) and my cousin and I will still have the best time because we won't be alone on Valentine's Day. But if you do... just know that you're making one very loyal fan extremely happy.

So thanks Adam Levine.

#KateBonkWouldLikeAdamLevineToBeHerValentine #KateNeedsAVDayDate

Will The Real Slim Shady Please Stand Up?

The title of today's blog might lead you to think that I am about to drop some raps but the title is just a rouse to pull in more readers. Gotcha!!!

The real theme of today's post is inspired by a lovely and dear friend (I am not being sarcastic.*) We were discussing characters on TV shows and how I love the ones that are a word that rhymes with witchy. I postulated that I love those witchy characters so much is because in reality I am too nice and wish I could say the things they do or act how they act. My amazing friend** said that she can be witchy. NOTE: I never called her witchy. That just needs to be clear. I said the reason for her comparison might be that we, as viewers, are drawn to our opposites and dislike characters that resemble ourselves. Well, that's would I have said had I not been accused of calling my very pretty friend a witch. But I digress.

So the topic at hand is why we or I rather love characters that are seeming polar opposites. My though process on this is pretty rudimentary: I am what one would call a nice to a fault person. This is a positive as I have lots of friends and have the reputation of being a good person. However, being nice all the time has its downfall. People think they can walk all over you, take advantage, and treat you in a way and expect to get away with it because you are too nice to really come at them. Most of the time I would agree with this description of me. But like the Hulk, I have a secret.... I can get mad.

It comes as shock to people when the wrath of Kate comes down on them, and for good reason since it takes quite a bit to make me truly, completely angry. Yes, I am emotional so my immediate reaction might make it seem like I am mad. But the real, deep anger lies doormat and it takes a great deal for me to unleash it on my unsuspecting victims.

So when I see these characters on TV just unleash vicious comments, snarky comebacks, and evil revenge I get all happy inside. Finally!! Someone is unleashing their inner Hulk and it feels so good to watch! If I can't do it some else can. Do I get an unhealthy amount of satisfaction watching completely lovely and nice characters ripped to shreds with words? Absolutely. Do I care? Not one bit.

If I were to pick one character on TV right now that most embodies me I would honestly have to say Rachel from Glee. I don't say this because I think I can sing anywhere close to her level (I try. Really hard.) but because multiple people have told me that I remind them of her. I love her character and have since the pilot purely because of her no holds barred quest for the spotlight and her ruthless at times ambition. However, Rachel is usually a doormat and lonely and doesn't have the verbal viciousness of some of the characters that I gleefully await seeing each week for their ability to take down their "prey" with a sentence. On occasion both Rachel and I have these witty/snarky comments and we render our enemies speechless. But more often then not we end up singing a sad song in a montage, or in my case my car ride home.


*I'm being a teensy bit sarcastic.
** But she really is  quite lovely. And not a all a witch. Despite what she says.