This post doesn’t have a title, because well, it’s about not having a title. It’s about being rad enough to say ‘I don’t need a title to be a proper blog! I’m going to get out there and stand up for all the other untitled posts in the world of posts with snazzy titles like ‘my bath just overflowed’ and ‘today is Monday’.’ It’s about being different. How weird would it be if your name was anonymous? You would get credit for all the random things nobody wanted credit for. Or maybe you would get credit for the random things that people forgot to put there name on. Like seriously, every time there is an assignment or a test in class, there is always at least one that nobody puts a name on and, after being held up a few times, it gets labelled anonymous. It must get annoying for the people that the things belong to though. It’s not their fault they’re forgetful. Or have you ever noticed on school camp when they hold up lost property there is always one lonesome pair of undies that no-one wants to take credit for. They’d go to anonymous to. If anonymous was, is, or ever will be a person, i’m sure they’ll have quite a collection of tests, poems, quotes, assignments and… undies.
Love and being anonymous,
frangipani princess xoxo
ps. 43 days till Christmas!
pps. this post is dedicated to all the forgetful people that leave their names off tests and leave their clothes in bathrooms. Without you, this post could not have been written.