Be gentle, I bruise like a peach

Well here goes... my first ever blog. I sit here and automatically think that I need to think of something which will stimulate peoples brains and make them laugh from the inside and think im some pretty cool chick. Gosh its hard isnt it?

Well lets just start things basic. Like who am I? Well some people would argue that a blog is something that while you openly spurt out your opinions on random things you must remain annonymous. Mysterious. The thrill of people not knowing who you are. Which actually means if your Aunt Jill from Scunthorpe stumbles across your ramblings, she's less likely to realise who you are and go and tell your mother.

Well to hell with that. I'll keep it simple but sweet. I'm a girl from Milton Keynes. I'm 23, full time employed and enjoy the simple things in life. Happiness. Laughter. Dancing like a complete goon. Friends. Love. Chocolate. Shopping.... well.... only when I find something that I like, in my price range, in my size and that will go with everything in my wardrobe. I like stupid jokes which I really shouldnt laugh at... but do. At 23 years of age, I still dance in front of the mirror singing into my hairbrush, pretending I am on a video shoot for the next Number One hit. The suddenly Simon Cowell is going to drive past my little house - because he often visits MK dontcha know - and realise my star potential. Did I mention I was slightly delusional?

I suffer from Ducks Disease. This is a highly noticeable, occassionly inconsiderate condition. Its not life threatening. It bascially means my arse is too close to the ground. Other terms include Short Arse and Vertically Challenged. My preferred one is Petite. It sounds more feminine dont you think? Hmmm maybe I should stick with Ducks Disease.

Anyway, I thought why not start up a blog? Its something to pass time and allows me to vent my frustrations. Its a little thing to allow you into my ocassionaly random but pretty normal mind. I just hope I get to blog number two.

Wish me luck. And be gentle with me. I bruise like a peach.