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It's seven o'clock on a Sunday morning. In the typical Irish stereotype, I should be getting up for mass =P

The truth of the matter is though, I'm an atheist, and I just never went to sleep. I've been sitting at the computer for a few hours now, in my schnuggly panda-themed pyjamas... I realised tonight why I detest the thought of going to sleep so much.

See, tonight I made myself one of these blog doohickeys, but most nights I have nothing to show for myself when I head to bed. A couple of hours of TV, talking to some friends maybe. It's so hard to allow oneself to fall asleep, in the full knowledge that there goes a perfectly good day wasted. I've started counting the days.. I've been alive for 6900 of them so far. I'd guess I've "seized the day" for 1/100th of those. Mainly because I am chronically immature when it comes to the number 69 =P

I don’t know why exactly I chose now to finally start a blog. I can’t imagine it becoming a’tall popular, even if I did put the effort in promoting and maintaining it and all that jazz. I read blogs daily though, so it’s always been a consideration... It’s hard to find the right fit when it comes to privacy. There are some blogs that are totally public, some which are totally anonymous. Some which used to be totally anonymous, until the authors were “outed”. I would hate to confide my deepest darkest thoughts for the world to see, only to have my identity exposed along with them. The problem here is, if by chance anyone who knew me, or even lived in the same town as me found this, I probably would be instantly compromised.

Oh well. I’ll risk it I suppose. I can’t afford to keep myself in notebooks anymore; I go through one a month. I’ve amassed quite a large amount of journals at this point. My boyfriend has read all of them spanning the last just-over-a-year; from the day he told me he liked me to now. Hmm, the boyfriend – to be known as “Mr. Tall”. I hope that name isn’t copyrighted =P He once told me that I should have them published, like “The Diary of Anne Frank”... If you haven’t guessed, his main selling-point as boyfriend is that he is over-the-top complimentary towards me, and I am a huge compliment whore.

I can admit that to you because you don’t know me! =) Heh, everyone who does know me doesn’t need me to say it anyways.. =P Well that seems like a long enough first post. To bed with me!

Zzzz… -_-