Those words always have a certain special ring, don't they? Unless, of course, it's My First Divorce, My First Breakup or My First Barbie. The first time we do something always fills us with a kind of special joy, something we believe we will continue faithfully. Unfortunately "Of course I'll take care of the dog, Mum!" soon degenerates into "It's not my job!".
However, at the start of my blogging life I am quite sure I will continue. The reason I am starting a blog is my needing an outlet for my writings, and as I am pretty sure not too many people will choose this among the thousands of blogs there are, I am secure.
However, I still will keep my identity secret and those of you who are reading this can only call me Anya. It's a name I've always wanted. I am 15 and a student. I am an aspiring writer and this blog is practice.
I'm hoping this experience is cathartic!
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A blog by a no-longer teenaged girl who is a "bundle of paradoxes" about pretty much anything going on in her life. Not particularly interesting and lots of random personal stories interesting only as a virtual diary.
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