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Katherine: Stand Up Comedian

My only picture from the night.

As I prefaced in yesterday's blog, I have dipped my toe into the pool of stand up comedy. After months of writing jokes and getting the confidence to perform, I did it! I left for The Whiskey at 8pm. I signed up, drank a coke alone at the bar, and waited three hours to perform. I was alone because after texting with a friend I decided it'd be best to go alone in case it didn't go well. Finally, I got up on stage. I forgot a few words to the jokes, but overall I did well for my first time. I got two giggles and a laugh. I was so proud of myself. I was the youngest one there and the only one to not cuss or bring up sexual references. I felt like a celebrity afterwords! My mom posted about this on her Facebook and all her friends are very excited for me. Since I'm home for break I planned on doing more open mics, including an opportunity to perform at Comedyworks this past Tuesday. I'm excited to continue to make people smile.

I even already have names for my Netflix special:
Good, Clean Fun
Two Giggles and a Laugh
Usually Confused
Katherine: Untamed and Uncut

God Bless!




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