Although it may or may not depend on how many of those 200 posts count as spam. xD;;
When I typed "spam", I thought of lunch meat. The frick is this. xD
... That seems to be (yet ANOTHER) new catchphrase. THE FRICK IS THIS. 8)
I should be sleeping. whut
I feel sick. But RACHEL DOESN'T GET SICK
I'm yelling at myself via blog. For the wholeeeee world to see. This may or may not be a good idea. :/
Today, I got better. I know this because my ridiculous appetite came back during lunch today. Then I did the beep test. Then I got a sore throat. Then I went to Vocals. Then I went to choir. Then I saw something that I really didn't want to see. Then I did something that I really should not have done. Now I feel sick.
And that, my friends, is the tragic tale that unfolded in this chapter of Rachel's pathetic, little, boring,
CAAAAAN YOU FEEEEEEL THE LOOOOOOVE TONIIIIIGHT.
Unfortunately, I cannot.
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