Hey, my beautiful readers,

I absolutely cannot believe the tragedy of Bertha’s death. I mean, she jumped off a building, that would've really hurt; still I can’t help but feel great that it wasn't me. Today, my dear readers, I have a found a reason to be thankful for life. I guess everyone is mourning now, although I have to admit I don’t really see the point; I mean I am sure we would've been great friends but she was crazy. I guess Rochester has driven a few other girls mad too, it was to be expected; naturally I could sense his sly undertone and I got myself out of there as soon as I could. I think I’m like part psychic, you guys tell me what you think. I kind of feel bad for Bertha, cause that could have been me in a few years’ time.

Totally Blanche xx