The traditional first post approach.

I have never been able to successfully keep a diary, journal or blog. I think you should know this before you become attached to my wit, charm and lust for life. (Yeah, I went there.) Chances are this blog won't last too long because

A. I love the delete button. Or, in some cases, my eraser and/or hands. I once ripped out 15 pages in my adorable polar bear diary when I was twelve because I thought what I had wrote was stupid. I was right.

B. I get bored. Then, you get bored. Then I worry about boring all the imaginary people reading my diary, journal or blog and get self conscious about my writing and slowly begin to lose my self worth.

C. The world is supposed to end in a few years.

I guess with that out of the way I should introduce myself. Johanna. 18. High School Senior. Lover of periods and dramatic sentences. Finds the word fluid to be throughly disgusting. Enjoys Tim Allen, no matter how hard she fights against it. Writes a lot better then she talks. Always wants to write that she likes "long walks on the beach" during these types of things because she still finds that joke funny. Sometimes talks in third person and scares people away with her one eyed impression of a furry anthill. End.

Love,
Wide Awake