I used to have a blog, but there was a lot of embarassing posts on that thing so I deleted it. To be fair, it did have its fair share of good posts too, but that doesn't mean that you should expect anything exciting from me. By good posts, they appeared to be either musings on life, or poetry. I wrote a whole bunch of poetry. Some of it good, some of it bad, some of it ugly. But my poetry is not what I'm here to discuss.

Today I joined twitter. I realised that although twitter is fun, I miss blogging. Just being able to sit down after a crazy day and write down anything that had happened. Can't do that with twitter. I find myself having to update that thing every five minutes, becuase i sure as hell could not summarise my day in like ten characters.Good idea though. Slightly creepy at the same time though. I currently have seven updates and now I don't particularly want to update it because seven is my lucky number. I'm sure something exciting will happen which will make me want to tweet soon enough. Even if it is telling the whole world that my dear boyfriend just had gay sex. Or something along those lines.