Ok, i've been putting this off for too long.

Dear Victoria Murphy,
This is your conscience. No, dont get excited. To be quite honest, your conscience is a pretty empty place to be. But that is no-ones fault other than your own. We havent spoken for a while.. You've been off, galavanting around doing God knows what with God knows who. How do i know? Because i've been working overtime. You may have been busy, but boy have you made sure that youve given me enough stuff to deal with.
As you start writing your first ever blog (not including the 'test-run' many moons ago), i think it is important you think this through. I mean this in the sense that i dont want you to over think it. Because, lets face it, we both know you are extremely good at that, and it doesnt take much for your morals and i to start arguing over who gets their own way. However to be awfully frank, this blog is to please no-one other than yourself (and maybe, to some hidden degree, Matt 'the legend that is' Wood.) So overall, dont start asking yourself stupid questions like 'What am i trying to acheive from this blog?' and 'What will people think if i write this.' Just stop it. Stop it before you get worked up and stressed over nothing but a silly little peice of writing on a silly little website. DONT look too much into it - be your normal self, which in most cases is actually as abnormal as it can get. But at the grand age of 15, youre obviously not doing too bad for yourself...
Perhaps, blogging will do you good. Maybe it will take the pressure off two things..
A) Your bedroom drawers. That are now full to the brim of useless pieces of paper and swatches of long forgotten heaps of words that you have written, reviewed, disliked and neglected. Now they are hanging around like those flies, the ones that nomatter how much you swat and flap about, you never quite have the heart to actually kill off.
B) Your Mother Dearest. Alright, alright. So blogging might not take pressure off your darling mum directly, but it is a well known fact that the tidiness of your, somewhat costly, bedroom suite is being shamefully tested by your apparent lack of ability to actually throw anything away.
So i would like to take this oppertunity to congratulate you on stepping into the 21st century. You, all by yourself, have successfully managed to work a website that isnt Myspace or Club Penguin.. and even that was only with the assistance of your sister (who is four years your junior..) So, here starts your blog. A deep and meaningful insight into the complexity of your mind. A mind, in which despite the numerous crimes and gramatical mistakes that happen on a momentary basis, is somewhat understated. It is previously uncharted teritory and no doubt that as we progress further into it, the world will be shocked as to what we discover. Because you are abit of a drama queen eh? Come on, i know an over-active imagination when i see one but yours takes the biscuit. I mean come on, you're pretty much a nut job. Doesnt take me to tell you that surely. You knew that already, right?

Love,
Your Faithful Conscience.


P.s. Ok, Ok. So it wasnt you that set this up. To quote myself, 'You, all by yourself, have successfully managed to work a website..'. Now, i dont want you walking around with that on your shoulders, because I for one know that you had pretty much NOTHING to do with this here 'blogspot'. Credit to THE Matt Wood, of course. I guess i shouldnt have given you the praise, i guess as your conscience i am just making work for myself... But isnt that what we do? To quote Jiminy Cricket.. 'Let your conscience be your guide...'