Une bouffée d'air frais et de renaître.

Dear Confession One,

Confession! I've created a new blog!! Why? I haven't a clue and if you do, baby, keep it to yourself because I don't care and frankly, you shouldn't too (actually, I just love new things he he he he). Anyway, I got this problem. I love to write and create stories; I got an over-active imagination! but every time I try to write it down on my blog, they all disappear! Another thing about me is that I got bored easily; you name it, toys, boys (one moment he's cute, and the next he's dumb) and hell sometimes even shopping and books! So usually I'll try something new to keep me occupy (that's why she doesn't stay put on facebook and blogs) I guess this is therapy? I do want to be a writer (Hallelujah! She knows what to do with her life!) and I got issues; my hyper-active imaginations mostly produce 10 seconds of life-span of ideas and they refuse to come to live at my command. That's just mean, man *pout*

My point is, this is something new and regular (Heck! It's new because it's new and it's regular because I might just end up deleting this later) and it might not last forever (what does?), I just hope everyone who is reading this will enjoy it (even though, most of the time the author will be nonsensical and will drive you mad). Anothing though, just don't shot me! Plus, I'm trying to stop cursing (She ain't no lady, let alone a Duchess, if she does).

By the way, Examination's over! Tough, I'm disappointed that i couldn't climb that water tank with Nora. I that property agent!

Duchess.