Some people think that true poetry is dead and that nothing can compare to the classics. And some people also think that communing with the spirits of the dead is impossible. I think those people are wrong and here's my proof. Just read this poetry:

"What you gon’ do with all that junk?All that junk inside your trunk? I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,Get you love drunk off my hump. My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps.

They say I’m really sexy,The boys they wanna sex me.They always standing next to me,Always dancing next to me,Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump. Lookin’ at my lump, lump. U can look but you can’t touch it, If u touch it I’ma start some drama, You don’t want no drama, No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama So don’t pull on my hand boy,You ain’t my man, boy, I’m just tryn’a dance boy, And move my hump."

Just try and tell me that William Shakespeare didn't come back from the dead just one night to write these incredibly romantic lyrics for the Black Eyed Peas! Come on, this is clearly the work of Mr. Billy Shakespeare! Ah yes, gone are the days of "shall I compare thee to a summer's day, thou art more lovely and more temperate." Now we have "what you gon' do with all that junk, all that junk inside your trunk?" Oh well, out with the old and in with the new. And in the spirit of this new age of such deep romance, I have to decided to write in advance the vows that I will be exchanging with the future Mr. Rachel on our wedding day based on the lines from our generation's poetry.
Him: "Girl, you looks good, won't you back that thang up. You'se a big fine woman, won't you back that thang up."
Me:" Of course I will back my thang up. I'll back it up forever, but....I need fifty dollars to make you hollar, I get paid to do the wild thing!"
Because on my wedding day I will apparantly use the occasion to announce that I'm a hooker. Okay if anyone is still wondering, yes I have completely lost my mind. Although I'm sure by now, no one had any doubt about that.

I guess I kinda lost control, because in the middle of the play I ran up and lit the evil puppet villain on fire. No, I didn't. Just kidding. I just said that to help illustrate one of the human emotions, which is freaking out. Another emotion is greed, as when you kill someone for money, or something like that. Another emotion is generosity, as when you pay someone double what he paid for his stupid puppet.

It's been a pretty good week. It's a shame it's over. On wednesday I went shopping with my mom and my sisters. I got a new sweatshirt. Very exciting. I live for sweatshirts. Then on thursday my sisters and I went and got our hair cut. We refuse to do anything separate. I was fairly disappointed though and here's why.....When the lady was cutting my sisters' hair this is what she kept saying "I can't believe how thick your hair is. It's so thick!" Then I went last and this is what she said "I can't believe how how fine and thin your hair is. I mean, it is really thin!" Seriously, she just could not get over how thin my hair is. I now have a complex that I am going bald. I told my mom I need to buy rogain and she just told me I'm crazy. Which is fine because I am crazy. Then after we got our hair done we all went with Goldie for her first baby doctor appointment (and yes "baby doctor" is the technical term). While we were in the waiting room I ran into my friend Sarah. And I knocked her right over. Okay, probably nobody got that or thought that was funny, but I'm laughing hysterically so that's all that matters. In actuality I did not knock her over because she is nine months pregnant, so we just talked. She is pregnant with her third kid. She is my age and she now has three kids! I just could not believe it. Her mom and one of her little girls was with her. The oldest wasn't there because she was in preschool. Sarah did not start having kids until 2 years after we graduated highschool. How is her daughter already 4?! I'm so old. I just cannot believe how old I am! Her youngest daughter Alyssa was there and just cute as a button. Apparantly she just recently got a stuffed cat and Sarah told me Alyssa named it Puss Puss. I guess she just runs up to strangers and asks them "Do you want to pet my puss puss?" I laughed hysterically at that too. Today we went shopping again and I got some new shoes. They're super cute. Too bad none of you will ever see them because I never see anyone anymore. Except for Missy, and she did see them. But she didn't notice that I hacked off all my hair! Way to go Missy! After shopping Missy met up with us and we went to a movie. We saw The Fog. It was a lot like the original except creepier. It was good movie but the ending was dumb and too abrupt. Oh and today is my sister's birthday so Happy Birthday Goldie! Just like the movie, the ending to this is going to be dumb and too abrupt.

I lied. I'm home and I will not write more. Haha suckers! I should point out that I have not been drinking.

I need a vacation! Oh wait, I'm taking one. Starting tomorrow. Yay! I'm coming home! I'll write more when I'm home. Hopefully I'll get to see everyone in the short time I'm home. how many times can I use the word home?...................home.

Hail, hail, the gang's all here! Or at least they were. I could not have had a better weekend. I have been so incredibly bored this past month, so it was just fantastic to have all my friends here again. Not only did Lele and Steph stay with me, but Liz came down too and we had a blast. On friday we just hung out all day talking up a storm then went down to the docks and smoked cigars. It was like the most fun I've ever had. Then on saturday afternoon we went to a soccer game and it was like 100 degrees out and I almost died. We decided to have a big girls night out so we went to Olive Garden. It was just a big gaggle of girls. There were like ten of us just hanging out. The entire restaurant was staring at us the whole time we were there. Some of the girls orderd drinks. I, however, did not. The waitress did make sure to ask me who was driving home because she wanted to make sure I wasn't driving because she apparantly thought I was drunk. I was drinking peach tea! And the girls who did have a drink all ordered like one glass of wine. I was so insulted. Mostly because I wasn't drinking at all and I was the one who she thought was drunk. Of course she might have gotten that impression if she saw me fall off the bench in the waiting area outside. I thought I had more room to scoot over.....I was wrong. I fell over and dropped the pager and everyone laughed at me. Nothing new for me though. I'm such a clutz. Then we went to the walking bridge and some midget with a limp tried joining our group. How do I always meet these people? On Sunday everyone had to leave and my heart was broken. However I am coming to Illinois in just 4 days and it cannot come soon enough. I need a break from Tennessee. Well that's all for me right now. Hopefully, I'll see y'all in four days!