Hi Holly

Dear Holly,

I found a brolly,

It was really smolly.

From Bronny

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas



Courtesy of Yours Truly



Hey you,

Happy Christmas ;P

Also no, I used a timer and decided to post this at 06:34 because that is a very Christmassy time to post things online.

Love, Bronwyn

Merry November

Dear Internet,

I be a fibber and about to rant.
More so, my household is filled with the flu and everyone is ill besides me; excluding the slight cough I still retain from my plight.
Everybody on TV will not stop going on about how amazing Christmas is - but the fantastical element they blab on about constantly simply doesn't exist (everyone just remembers Christmas as being better than the rest of the year, then they make stuff up about it).
Right now, my older sister is walking around the house singing a song about Jesus because she is performing at one of the local churches tomorrow - but the problem with that is that she doesn't actually care about religion most of the time, the closest she gets to that is blaspheming in itself.
Really, outside it is beautiful. That is because the winter sky is always prettier than the summer sky (cue light bulb going off above my head - IDEA!),
*and then I actually logged off plus now it's the 24th*
You'd think because it's Christmas eve that I'd have a life... well you'd be wrong, for my family is boring.
Christmas will be really fun though and I'm super excited just to have a break, so have a good one (happy Hanukkah etc etc)!
Love from Bronwyn

I Wanna Be a Wonderbolt

Dear Blog,

Phew! I think I'm going to go into school tomorrow although I've been ill all week - it's just been me being sickity (e.g barfity) and bed ridden.
Oh and it has been so boring I just don't even ahhhh
I even had to miss the carol concert, which is one of my favourite school days, and most of the last week of school before Christmas! < angry here btw
meh cbb
from Bronwyn
p.s I was going to do something fun and everything but I decided I would go have some sleep
(but at least there's a title link!)

Mugged... Well not really

Note, this was posted 4 days after it was written (besides a few edits).

Dear Internet,




I love Sumo Paint

 On Saturday I went shopping for Christams presents and my purse was 'safely' tucked up inside my coat - £30 in there (which is v. much for a 13 year old, if you do the maths it's equivalent to something along the lines of £100) which I had saved up.
This is a short one, so it's okay.

JEmail (?)

Dear Internet,

I was confused before, and now I am still confused.
From Bronwyn

Sometimes (Song Thing)

Dear Web,

Procrastination.
Poem after breaketh.
I know the tune, but you don't, so okay.

Random dancing is so fun!

I wrote and typed all this at 9pm, but sent it off for 23:30 in case my dad turned the internet off.
Dear Internet (and especially you),
Random dancing is really fun, you should try it sometime. For instance, if you do the loading dance (which is the best dance ever for making your technological device load faster, honest), then it has a purpose but people think it's random. Sometimes random dancing is just that though; random - and it is fun.
A dance I did half an hour ago went like this...

Why did I do this dance? Why it was because....

Becuase...

Becase...

Bese..

...

Well I dunno but it was fun and made my brain go 'Yay!', so go do some random dancing right now! With your hands (twiddle yo fingas), with your eyes (flutter flutter), with your legs (kick, yeah!) or with your mouth or tongue or something.

*do your dance in this space*

I hope you danced. If you didn't, it's your loss. :P

*dance here again*

Love, Bronwyn

Awww, Thanks! I totally wanted to hear THAT. *NOW WITH DIALOGUE*

Note for people who know me that this was made BEFORE I came back, so please don't be offended

Pic actually relevant


Dear My Little Reader,

Isn't it annoying when you've been ill and people ask you why you were off? At school, I mean.

I am a generally honest person, and I won't go round lying about stuff just for the sake of it, but sometimes, if you've had a massive stomach bug you don't really want to tell people about it - and why would they want to know anyway? Yes, I know, I know, people care and stuff, but I don't think they actually want to know; I've made the mistake of asking someone before.

Then There Were -175 000 456.05845845847547

I'm sorry, but it was this or the Enterprise on the temp. laptop :/
I can't stop laughing :P
Okay, yeah, the picture isn't relevant, but it's my sister's (who was 9 at the time) Barbie 'pup', who I was apparently murdering if I didn't take a screenshot of it.

Dear Internet,
I am terribly sorry that I have not posted for an entire week, but the problem was that whenever I tried to post my post, or edit it, my computer blue-screened (you'll have to Google that if you don't understand). So now that I have access to my dad's frustratingly slow laptop, I shall continue, and time one or two thingies to do stuff. Then there was the troubling fact that I was not at school for four days, so my friends - and some teachers - had thought that I had died, so it has been wonderful to be told that I'm not dead, or to have been asked that rhetorically.
It also seems that people read this (I'm gonna say Tilly, Louise, Jess & Holly because they said that they ''read this'' to me today (not that they read the blog actually to me, just that they said that they... never mind, you know what I mean (that they 'reed' this) , which is a bit scary so I'll have to type some more thingies now, and bug my dad some more. So... yeah.
I'm gonna make a wordle.
From Bronwyn