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There is a first time for everything

So this will be known as my first post. I am excited. I have read a lot about blogging, I thought a lot about why I would do this and reflected even more about who would read this. In the end I said: oh, come one, just do it.

I decided that this post should be authentic, down to earth. I like sharing my thoughts, so ... (...some people call this narcissism by the way. What is narcissism? Definition: it is extreme selfishness, with a grandiose view of one's own talents and a craving for admiration (here is where I found this). Um. Well. [Scratching nose and awkward silence]. ...what was I saying?

Ah, right. This post should serve as a brief introduction and an experiment (will anyone learn about its existence at all?) I did a lot of thinking. Thinking about you. The reader.

Who are you?

I was wondering about you. Who are you? Where have we met? Have we met? Are you a facebook friend or a facebook stranger? A friend? A foe? A former classmate or a future colleague? Never mind! Hi!

Who am I?

I am Angelina. If you haven't already done so, feel free to take a tour through my site to find out what I do, what I did and what I share.

Puh... this looks like an enough amount of symbols to be called a post. To add some festiveness to this moment, I had the meerkat trumpet a short jingle. Thank you.

See you later!

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