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Well this is my first blog here.. oo the joys of just getting started. I'm trying to figure all this out so i'm sure it'll take me awhile to make this blog look like i want.
The reason i started this is just because I have always been better at writing things more than talking. So I figure this will be a great way to get myself out there and say what I think. And who knows if anyone will ever really read this. It doesn't really matter, as long as i can say what I want. As long as i get "ME" out there. Though I know that these last few years I have been really slacking when it comes to writing. and somehow that makes me incredibly sad. I guess this is like my new fresh start. I hope that who ever reads my blog will enjoy it even if at some points its just senseless ramblings. I hope that there are things that i can say that might help someone that can relate to anyone. that will make your day brighter or even make you ponder.

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  1. Wa hoo! Very first blog post eh!? I think you're gonna have a lot of fun and I'm glad I get to hop onboard from the beginning!
    Em

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