I've never felt so welsh

Hello Izzy [Note the personalisation]
You're asleep right now, so instead of having a conversation I thought I'd let you in on whats going on via interperative dance. Commonly known as a blog. Hahaa.
Well today Mr Bradley [New teacher] said that today OH YOU TWITCHED no. wait. still asleep.
So where was I? Yeah New Teacher said he wanted to show us wanted to do via a new medium, prossibly interperative dance. This CRACKED ME UP. Just thought you'd like to know.

And Hello Julia [Note also the personification] You could be asleep right now, I don't really know and I dont know where you live... Not yet :P
So here's a story for you that you wont know because you're not here. I remembered a theory my mother has today - relating to fishes. Goldfished grow to the size of their tank, so my mother decided that children grow to the size of their bed [Makes sense, no?] And this is her reasoning for my being so tall, as my apparent birth father is Gary Barlow [Take That] or Robbie Williams [also, funnily Take That...], who are not that tall.

Im sorry if this post has been very random, but I find that staring at Izzy asleeping just wasnt as fulfilling as I wanted it to be.

Long live the king and have some bloggly advice:
Stop being so hard on yourself, it's not good for your health (Also, a bit too conveniently, Take That.)