Coming Clean

We need to talk.

You probably just flinched a little. Your heart rate quickened. You wracked your brain for anything you possibly could have done that would deserve a talking-to, before remembering, "Oh, yeah. No way could she know about that." You considered whether you should continue reading this post.

Congratulations, brave souls.

It's time for you to know who I really am.

I am your father.

Just kidding. I have a hard time with serious conversations; I get really nervous and start trying to be funny.

For the last few months that I've been blogging, I've been using a pen name.  I wanted to stay anonymous until I decided if this whole blogging thing was really for me and until my blog was something I liked and wouldn't mind people I know knowing about. I guess what I really want to tell you is

Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die. 

Oops, there I go again! The good news is, this blog has gotten to the point where I feel like it's "me" enough to put my name on. I'm Allie!I'm the rightful author of (Un)cool, not Bella! Now you know! Now, this blog is 100% real and a whole heck of a lot more (Un)cool. 

Thanks for having this little chat with me. I feel a whole lot better. 

Love, Allie