ABOUT.
The blog.
My name is Rachel. As in Rachel from the bible or Rachel from the hit sitcom Friends. Either way I am holy and have perky little boobs. A few years ago, I decided to write this blog. It was the second semester of my senior year at the University of Hawaii and I felt like I was in a weird place. Most of my friends had some sort of idea as to what they wanted to do with their lives after school, however I was clueless. One thing I was certain about though, was that I love, and have always loved, writing.
As a true college senior, I had my fair share of unimaginable stories, ridiculous experiences, and unapologetic thoughts that I personally felt should not go unheard. From getting hit in the head with a hooker's heal, falling off of a balcony and living to tell the tale, fuck boys, and so much more. I started Memoirs of a Ratchet mostly to get stuff off of my chest about things that I could personally relate to, and knew others could as well. Even though the only people who read this are my friends and my mom (yikes), I hope to bring laughter and make light to relevant topics, because that is how I deal with all my problems, obviously. And I feel that the world could use my opinion. Because it is the best one.
I'm happy to share my thoughts because we were all thinking it, I just said it.
As a true college senior, I had my fair share of unimaginable stories, ridiculous experiences, and unapologetic thoughts that I personally felt should not go unheard. From getting hit in the head with a hooker's heal, falling off of a balcony and living to tell the tale, fuck boys, and so much more. I started Memoirs of a Ratchet mostly to get stuff off of my chest about things that I could personally relate to, and knew others could as well. Even though the only people who read this are my friends and my mom (yikes), I hope to bring laughter and make light to relevant topics, because that is how I deal with all my problems, obviously. And I feel that the world could use my opinion. Because it is the best one.
I'm happy to share my thoughts because we were all thinking it, I just said it.
The writer.
I was born in the bubble of Orange County, California, to mom, Joan, and dad, donor #FMN45 (sorry for putting you on blast, daddy). Yes, I am a "test tube" baby if you will. No, I do not feel like apart of me is missing, and no, it was not weird growing up without a dad. It was kind of like I was Annie Parker from The Parent Trap, except my mom doesn't design wedding dresses, I don't live in London, and I never found my long lost twin at summer camp.
I went to a Catholic High School, where I successfully managed to pass all my classes, despite the fact that I was Jewish. I'm kidding, Jews are really smart so they couldn't flunk me even if they tried!!! It was always so funny when I told people I was a JAP (Jewish American Princess) and they would never believe me. Common responses to this news included, "No you aren't", which was a personal favorite or another winner, "Really? You don't look Jewish." Oh. I'm sorry my nose is proportional to my face and I didn't chase after the penny that rolled by my feet earlier, Judy. In conclusion, I half way celebrate Hanukah and kind of celebrate Christmas, but I swear I'm a happy little Jew.
After high school, I went on and played soccer at the University of Hawaii at Manoa (blessed to have gone there was an understatement). That lasted about one year, the soccer part I mean, but I stayed in Hawaii to finish school and I loved every single second, I think. There was a lot of solid blackouts. I became best friends with some people that I will now never be able to get out of my life, but I'll need people in my wedding one day so I guess they'll be fine. I graduated in 4 years, #blessed, and decided to live one more year there just to "figure myself out", aka to buy some more time on looking for a real job.
That year came to an end, and now here I am. I am currently in Portland, Oregon, where I am still "figuring myself out". But the way I see it, I would rather bullshit around than be sitting at a desk hating my life. My mom has constantly said that I somehow I always land on my feet. And I do. So we will just stick with that for now.
I went to a Catholic High School, where I successfully managed to pass all my classes, despite the fact that I was Jewish. I'm kidding, Jews are really smart so they couldn't flunk me even if they tried!!! It was always so funny when I told people I was a JAP (Jewish American Princess) and they would never believe me. Common responses to this news included, "No you aren't", which was a personal favorite or another winner, "Really? You don't look Jewish." Oh. I'm sorry my nose is proportional to my face and I didn't chase after the penny that rolled by my feet earlier, Judy. In conclusion, I half way celebrate Hanukah and kind of celebrate Christmas, but I swear I'm a happy little Jew.
After high school, I went on and played soccer at the University of Hawaii at Manoa (blessed to have gone there was an understatement). That lasted about one year, the soccer part I mean, but I stayed in Hawaii to finish school and I loved every single second, I think. There was a lot of solid blackouts. I became best friends with some people that I will now never be able to get out of my life, but I'll need people in my wedding one day so I guess they'll be fine. I graduated in 4 years, #blessed, and decided to live one more year there just to "figure myself out", aka to buy some more time on looking for a real job.
That year came to an end, and now here I am. I am currently in Portland, Oregon, where I am still "figuring myself out". But the way I see it, I would rather bullshit around than be sitting at a desk hating my life. My mom has constantly said that I somehow I always land on my feet. And I do. So we will just stick with that for now.
