I wake up to find it's just another Ford Astra morning.

Heyloo,

Firstly, i DO NOT have a ford Astra, eugh. It's a metaphor douche bag, cuz they is like common boring cars, ya see?

Secondly, i apologise for the lack blogging in the last 2 weeks, I've been in Scotland visiting my Father and family. (I did try doing a little one using my dads blackberry but it was too much hard work)

So anyways, Scotland was awesome as always. Whilst there i did the normal stuff, visited family, went some cool places, and had a real good time. I would explain what i did each day i was there but that's extremely tedious to both type and to read, so suck it :)

And now, pretty much, it's back to normality. Comfortable normality.

Hmmm...

I watched a film the other day :) Was pretty good. 7 Pounds? Seen it?

Will smith is in it, doing his new lame normal film roles. GONE are the days of the fresh prince...Anyone else think they should bring that back? Yeah, thought so.

Never know, i read in Total film that they is thinking of doing a new MIB film, if he did that he could maybe go hyper styley after?

Sorry, my inner film geek got out then. I thought the Ritalin was working as well...

Sooo, may as well give ya a poem to keep you happen, hadn't i? pffft the things i do.

Okay, so this one is brand spanking new, and therefore...iffy. I'm not ever sure if it is a poem, maybe just some writing, a collection of words in a random and yet impressive order...Here goes.

Ohh, i wrote this on my phone by the way, just so you know.

So, a picture can be worth a thousand words?
But, a word can portray a thousand emotions, can't it?
And can't emotions direct a thousand thoughts?
Thoughts, in turn, can provoke a thousand actions.
But actions, speak louder than words don't they?
So, i put it to you dear friend, which is more powerful?
Actions, or pictures? Think about it...

See what i mean, I'm not too sure what it is but then again who the hell reads this anyways so :)

I'm gonna go ahead and bounce now.

Back soon.

Thank you, good...erm...afternoon, much love.


Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Going with the flow.

Hey there pallio's,

Hows it going? Sorry i didn't come back and finish the blog yesterday but i went to see a play and by the time i came back,well, the story just wasn't funny any more So...
That's me all over, i like funny. Funny = Happy. Happy = Good stuff.

Nice little mathematical bit goin on there, i'm proud. That's my equation of life.

Because i'm THAT cool.

Seriously i am.

I'm not too sure what to write about today, i mean today was pretty average, except it was the last of this school year. But that just mean some long good byes, nothing i couldn't write about in some emotional flash-back later.

So i've decided, after reading my new friend Kath's blog, that i'm going to put the old spotify on shuffle and then see where that song takes me, so here goes:

Closer - Joshua Radin.

Ahh, i love this song, it's so discretely cheerful and yet sad at the same time. Which means that i is good for every mood.I think i first heard it on Scrubs. God i love that show. It was in the one called "My best laid plans".

The entire episode congregates aroound the quote from Steinbeck: 'The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry'.

So, with this in mind, JD decides to have his cake and eat it to by going out with a girl he used to 'like', and therefore blow off his girlfriend who has not been 'ready'. If ya get me?

The janitor decides to cheat Dr Cox into giving him his porshe by going out with Elliot.

So, pretty much, both of these men's plans 'go awry' blah blah blah....

I love that show too much i think. Oh well...

The question now is 'Can Bry be bothered to write up a poem because this bloody thing won't let me copy and paste em?'

Yeah why not, this is the first i ever wrote, you might recognise the beggining from One Tree Hill, but that's the only bit that's similar i think. I hope :S Twas a long time ago that i wrote this.It's terrible in retro-spect but ohh well, gotta meet the lack of demand don't i?

Anyhoo, here you are:

Remember tonight, for it is the beggining of always.

Do not rush the moment; it will last forever.

Forget your past trials of heart, the will not return again.

Do not dwell on what has been,

Or what is yet to come.

Because i will guard you from the pain,

And i will share with you the laughter.

The smiles.

The kisses.

For tonight, our minds merge,

Our souls entwine.

My love.My one.

See what i mean? Shocking :P And a little plageuristic, if that's a word. But still..

I'm off now, gotta see a man about a dawg as the saying goes.

Thank you, good night, much love.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxx

P.s. excuse all the typos, the spell checker isn't working and i'm lazy. TOUGH!

Xx

A glue-stick falls victim to gravity every 5 seconds.

I officially half-hate science!

I say half because one of my teachers is quite the cool :)

But the other, well the other i call mein Fuhrer most days.this is justified however.

Today, for example, she had a go at one of my classmates for dropping a glue stick! apparently "Everytime you drop one you increase the risk of the twisty bit breaking".

This of course, made me and my friends Will and Jordie LOL, and then we created a advert, rembling the 'make poverty history' one from a few years ago. I'll come back later, my sisters annoying me


Thank you good night much love

The beginning of the end!

Ello ello,

Well it's the last week of the year now =[ (Actually the beginning was yesterday but Shhhh!)

Time to whine down, and relax and let the coursework deadlines fly by :)

Whoooooooossh!

Gotta go do some shizz in school a bit later; school open evening. Good time for one isn't it?I mean, the end of the year, so let's advertise the GCSE subjects to those who have already chosen their options. And thus, induce regret and depression in the ranks of Great Torrington Community School And sports college.

Anyhoo...

I gotta bounce because the open evening started a while ago :P



I'm average,
Nothing more,
Nothing less.
I'm not the worst,
I'm not the best.

But I'm your's,
If I'm enough..?
Let's put these boundries to the test.



Thank you, good night, much love.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Feeling Average.

Hello all,

Back again, sorry.

So, day two of this epic blog saga, it's getting exciting now isn't it?

"And today was a day just like any other" - I'm ready , by Jack's mannequin

This isn't just a REAL good song, it's quite an accurate description of today as well. I mean, i live in Devon, so it was raining, and, well, school is just school isn't it? Nothing more,nothing less. At least for today,anyway.

So there we are; I'm here, soaking wet, at my computer after getting in from school.

*Feeling average*

So, my awesome friend Norina is going back Germany at the end of the week, and i can't even go to her leaving party! That really sucks!

The silver lining though is that I'm going to Scotland instead, to visit my Dad and step-mum, Lois.
I see them maybe 3 times a year so, I'm gonna have to make the most of it! ALSO, I'm getting a new little cousin sometime soon, which is pretty cool:) That will bring the amount of cousins up to 11.

Yeah, well that's all you're getting for now. Unless i get bored later, which is likely.

Until then, amigo's!

Here's another poem i've written, this is the most recent one i think, so enjoy!

Or don't, i don't care


I await the day
When all questions are answered.
All wrongs made right,
And all problems solved.

I wait for the day
When every thought is made pure,
Every boundry pushed,
And every hole filled.

All this and more
In one warm embrace
And one perfect moment.
One perfect day.
Three perfect words.


Thank you, good night, much love.

Xxxxxxx

First mistake of many.

Just realised i didn't leave a poem, not a good start.
Here:

You're the feeling after a dreamless sleep,
the emptiness that dwindles in my mind,
The longing in my heart.

Causeing my attention to slip away,
and my eyes to fall heavy.

Whilst you simply live your life,
Blissfully unaware of the hole you could fill

I find myself at a fork in the road -
Everywhere to turn
But with no path that crosses yours.

Maybe your purpose is greater than my own
and your destiny perfectly planned.

Maybe i'm just scared,
Maybe you are to..?


Thank you, goodnight,much love.

Shibby!

First of many (unless i forget my password)

Evening all!

Are you sitting comfortably? Good, then we can begin.

How are you? Good to hear! Me? I'm not too bad thanks.

Great, now the small-talk has been made, we can begin.

Hi, my name is Ryan James Crawford Denham, or Bry if you actually know me and aren't some Internet paedophile. If you are an Internet paedophile however, then you will find no pleasure here, i hope.
Anywhore, I'm 14 (soon to be 15), I'm a boy, and i like to write. Which is why I'm on here, and, i guess, I'll probably end up using this as some sort of emotional release. but until then, lets have fun shall we?

Knock knock,
Who's there Bry?
Europe.
Europe who?
That's not nice, you sir/madam, are the poo.

That lightened the mood.

Well, i think as a kind of gimmick, i'll leave a poem that i've written in each post, and then we'll go from there, Agreed?
Good?