This is my first blog, in fact, no that's no entirely true, when I was little, probably around 11 or so (I don't know) my best friend Steph and I made a blog, an epic fail would adequately describe this expedition so here's hoping that this blog may be somewhat better. 


So why now, why am I writing this blog when I'm previously shown practically no interest in these sort of things, no childhood journals or anything at least. The truth is that I'm not really one to easy blab on about her emotions, I don't like expressing my uttermost inner thoughts, what I'm scared of and what makes me happy, that's just how I am. Recently I've found myself almost needing to just talk, or write in this case, you know, rant off with no one to tell me otherwise. I am not planning on telling anyone about his blog because its a slice of my mind, my thoughts on paper and for now at least, its private. So this is for you, my invisible and non-existent readers. 


Right now, at this very second, someone is smiling at a perfect stranger. Someone has just had a baby girl that will grow up to be the most beautiful, extraordinary gift they ever imagined of receiving, someone is laughing so hard that their stomach hurts. Someone has just met the person that they are going to one day marry and someone is feeling true love for the first time (don't get me started on my thoughts on "love"....that'll come later). Someone has just faced their biggest fear, another has saved their friend's life, a child has just made a new friend. This crazy, beautiful, scary, and ever surprising world that we live in is our pearl, it offers all the happiness one could ask for and I plan on taking it whenever the opportunity passes by. Don't sit there reading this and pessimistically think, she is so naive, so ignorant, the world offers us happiness but more sadness, pain, anger. Yes, absolutely horrific things happen everyday but what type of person would it make me if I listed every piece of tragedy in this world? I tell you solemnly that it would make me the type of person that I don't want to be. 


So maybe before I start pouring out my stories, I should explain why my blog is called Head Under Covers. Yes, as bizarre a name as it may appear, it does actually hold some significance. Ok so basically this was the name that I wanted to call my first CD if I was ever so fortunate to make one. I haven't quite managed to progress into writing many of my own songs (yet) and so I thought it could be a nice pun on the word cover because it could indicate that all the songs were cover versions of the original songs. A bit corny, I know, but whatever. But the main reason why I chose it for this blog is because the under covers bit indicates me, my personal thoughts, the essence of who I am. 


So for now, goodbye.