Cinco de Mayo...

Is that how you spell it? Like the condiment?

That's weird.

I know I've remarked on it before, but evidently I must reiterate. I'm tired of sitting home alone. I don't really know why I do it even. I guess I should just say fuck it and go somewhere.

But what do I do?

I go to the bar alone, and the chances of me not getting picked up are slim to none. And that's not why I want to go out. I mean seriously, a girl goes into a bar alone, even if she is the dog ugliest girl on the planet she is going to get hit on. That interests me about none.

So I make friends. Well here's the issue... I like to hang out with guys. I love to be the token girl in a group. I love to be the one they talk to and hang with and just chill. I like the movies they do, and the jokes they do.... Besides... OTHER GIRLS MY AGE ANNOY ME! Therefore spending any sort of time with a gaggle of them doesn't appeal. But seriously, me hanging out with a bunch of guys constantly is going to fly like a bird without wings. So not really going to happen.

ay...

I'm at a loss.

I really had a great day. I had some good meetings and I'm looking forward to finding out what will happen in the coming week.

I think I shall spend the rest of my night with a movie and a book. Sad. lol...

Rachel, soon to be something emo like, broken Bird wings.