I am sure that losing my blogging virginity will be much like anybody else losing any other kind of virginity - it will be a lot better in my head then it is on paper (or screen) - anyway this is my first attempt at this so either bare with me or feck off. I have decided to create this blog because as far as I am aware, the point of a blog is so that an interesting person with an interesting life can share what makes them so special with the other less special people who don't have blogs. I don't really think I am that interesting, but I do have interesting life. I am a model. Please don't confuse me with a mowdel which is something commonly found being spit roasted by footballers and something I have no wish to associate myself with. I am the very proud parent of a beautiful three year old rockstar who spent a large portion of today putting cheese in my nose. The cheese is now removed. This is the first of my many reasons for writing this blog, because I am living incarnate proof that baring a child does not make you ugly. I have massive scarring on my body but still sustain myself as a model. I travel all over the country and I guess to some extent the world doing my job, which I love, and no, I am not stupid. I am extremely intelligent - I have qualifications in childcare, psychology, music and studio technology. If at any point this blog starts to meander then I apologise, which brings me neatly on to my next reason for writing it. I have after many years of telling people without effect that I have something wrong with my head I have been diagnosed with having something wrong with my head - nothing major so don't feel like by reading this you are intruding on the psyche of a crazy lady. I have spent my entire life being at times, unable to control my emotional reactions. I am intensely happy, depressed, angry or reflective, which makes me a temperamental artist. I am published as a writer and lyricist. Because of my inability to hold down a normal job I am entirely independent and self reliant on myself for income, at times, like now I have a part time mundane office job which keeps me ticking over the quiet times. This explains why I currently live in a large packing crate in my parent's dining room while I search for a new place to live, this blog will partially be about my search for the perfect new home.
Anyway, I plan to keep this blog going as an account of what happens to me in my so called model life, please enjoy it, toy with it, but remember to call it three days later otherwise it will get the hump and think it's fat. Thanks for reading, I promise next time to be more concise and more importantly, interesting.
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