I think mystery is an important part of blogging. Things like Twitter make people seem uncool because they're desperately telling us about every unwanted detail of their ordinary life. And we don't want to think of celebrities as ordinary. How bourgeois.
I always think that in about 10 years, "coolness" will be rare. The celebrities of tomorrow will all have facebook and blogs today. It will be easy to find pictures of them when they were young and normal. Mystery is important, and that's probably why my most favourite bloggers reveal little about themselves and post infrequently, just enough to keep the masses happy. Unfortunately, I’m a talker and I like people to know everything so the mystery here will be short lived...
Right now, I’m in Bristol University Halls in Clifton, Engerland, where my boyfriend lives. He is out working and I’m very bored, waiting for my hair to dry. I don’t have any keys so I’m pretty much stuck in this room until he returns, so fun. We went to Bath on Monday, it’s a nice city although I’d hate to be a local because I loathe tourists. I always do my best to not ever look at maps or ask for directions when I’m abroad. I found my way around Belfast one grey morning by sneaking glances at my secret map and never walking for more than 200 metres away from that huge Ferris Wheel. I should also mention that I’m notoriously bad with directions. I once got lost on a journey from my friend’s house to the tram station. It was a straight line.
Don’t let R Kelly ever impregnate you. That is all.

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