Right now I am completely fulfilling the purpose of the blog. To just fucking talk. Man, for real, I have to talk. I just have things to say - whether they are important or not is not really of consequence.
This weekend is going to fun. Last weekend (and the weekend before (and the weekend before)) was fun. The following weekend will be fun too. I have, like, a million parties to go to. It's a little bit true. I think it is a symptom of the summer, there is so much hanging out to do.
I have been wearing my glasses, rather than contacts, for a week and I feel like a different person - well, I feel like the same person but I look different. Like nerdy and/or mature different and I don't really want to be either of those things. I had pink eye last week and now I think my other eye is infected. Gross, right? I just want to be Regular Rachel not Glasses Rachel.
Well, I'm going to write in my journal now and, no, you can't read it.
BByyeeeeye
