alright, so why am i doing this? i could just as easily write all this crap in a journal that i keep in my dressser drawer, and never let anyone read lest they get a glimpse of that part of me. but this, ah yes, this is ananymous, it's safe, no one will really know it's me. why do i have this urge to share the secret me? i guess, for some reason i think there is something i may be able to contribute to somebody, to provoke a thought, to confirm or identify a feeling. i don't know, maybe it's another one of those fantasies(like the one when i was little where i thought that a music agent would be walking down the street when i was singing nice and loud in the shower and "discover" me, the phenomenal talent-when in reality i was just grating on the neighbors nerves. sadly i have confirmed two other people in my aquaintence who had this same fantasy) where somebody, somehow, stumbles onto my little blog and discovers this wonderfully inciteful, refreshing voice that must be spred where it can reach others. not to worry folks, you shouldn't hold any such expectations, i am princess of mediocrity.
well anyway, a little about me, 22-female-student-youngest of 3 kids-grew up in loving christian home-have boyfriend that i'm wondering if i'll marry-struggle with my own christianity-virgin-law abiding citizen-never been drunk.

ok, so here i am, on my blog-my new blog, my fascinating blog reflecting my fascinating self. i'll write something later. this is my test blog