Announcements and Blunders...

 

    Hello Fam,

   I hope you all are doing great. Or have done great, you know! Today's blog is going to be, lets say umm "interesting" 😃. As most of you know, and I know, you know, that you know that I haven't uploaded as I said. I didn't upload yesterday, Wednesday, and I also didn't upload the Sunday, passing Sunday. That certainly doesn't mean that you guys get the right to scare the living crap out of me 😅.

   I got emails. Some prominent ones that I would like to Discuss today and some messages as well. A true fan of mine would remember an enemy I mentioned in an earlier blog, 'MORE IN MY LIFE...', I mentioned an enemy of mine. Probably my one and only enemy that doesn't even know I keep rivalries with him 😈. He sent a message today, by my little brother. Let me tell you that so calm and nice and umm, understanding message 😊, he said, 'tell your sister, if she doesn't upload a blog I will murder her!' Murder? Bro i'm sorry, I must have misheard you...MURDER??? 🤯That's not all. I got an email too, i'm going to copy past it here;

Dear Winter,

So, I’ve been thinking about this for a while, and I’ve come to a conclusion… If you don’t upload a blog post soon, I might have to take matters into my own hands. Seriously. Like, I’ll show up at your door with a "Missing: Winter's Latest Post" flyer. I’ll knock on your windows in the middle of the night holding a sign that says “I’ll wait… but not forever.” 😤

It’s been way too long since your last post, and I’m starting to get worried. What happened? Did the words escape you? Are the keys stuck? Did your laptop break? Or did you just lose the will to tell the world about all your brilliant thoughts and observations?

I know you’ve got something amazing in you. I can feel it. Don’t leave us hanging like this. The suspense is killing me—well, not literally, but it’s definitely making my caffeine intake go through the roof. So, please, for the love of all things bloggable, bless the internet with your wit and wisdom.

Or I will, I swear, hunt you down. Just kidding. But seriously.

Yours truly,

Phillip O'hare

   Hunt me DOWN? Flyers of ill wait but not forever? You wanna give me a heart attack or something? Like bro that's not all, I got another, check it out;

Dear Aurelia,

Okay, I’m starting to get a little worried over here… Did the blog muse abandon you? Are you secretly battling a mountain of blankets and tissues? 😅

I mean, I know life happens, but I just wanted to check in—are you okay? Still alive and kicking? Because it’s been a minute since we’ve seen your genius on the blogosphere, and I’m starting to think you’ve been swallowed up by some big ol’ creative black hole. 🕳️

If you're just being your usual fabulous self and doing something super exciting, I’ll happily take that as an excuse. But if you’re in need of a motivational pep talk, or just someone to send you pizza and tell you that you're amazing, I’m your girl. 🍕✨

Let me know how you’re doing! Miss your posts. (And I’m pretty sure the internet does, too.) ❤️

P.S. I will hold a one-person dance party in your honor if that helps you get back to writing. 💃

Hugs,

Sofia Whitaker

   See now people like Sofia, I love them. She casually swooped in and made my day better, lots of love to you Sofia 🫶, and yes I would love some pep talk. E-Mail me more and the rest of you too, if you cant comment on posts then i'd love for you to mail me. My E-mail is in my profile, its, aureliawinter3@gmail.com.😉 

  Not that im not happy with the rest, Sohaib, and Phillip, thankyou so much for casually threatening me. It is you guys that made me feel the urge to write today because you know what? Im too pretty to die 😏. Theres plenty more from where that came from but I wanted to share my favorites. Im really happy, believe me I am that so many of you are taking keen interests in my life 😅. 

   Skipping from this topic, My exams are over but my uploads will still be limited, although i'll try to sneak you peaks on Sundays and Wednesdays and it's a promise okay? I don't want to die so yeah, i'll be here 😂. Iv'e been taking keen a interest in my novel lately but I have a feeling its going to go to the dump of my old ones soon, because I keep getting new ideas. A common psychopathic trait almost every writer has. Just perfect to ruin you. 😔

   My little brother made me coffee today. You can guess how I would've felt before drinking it. I mean its your little brother, they can poison you and seem all innocent about it. Beware of those vile creatures. I don't discourage all little brothers but living with one of my own, iv'e developed a fear 😅. And iv'e got a friend, her little brother hits her with a spoon. A FREAKING SPOON, like...okay...

   Only one of you followed me on Instagram though. To their misfortune I did not upload my comics. If you're reading this right now, I will. Just not right now. Its a new account so i'm also really sorry to that one follower that I only have like two posts. My ID is miserable_missy. Follow me if you can (not literally though 😏) 

   I haven't done much recently, I was studying and sleeping and routining, you know? But like let me think...umm... I didn't get a good percentage. Like my grade was not good this time and I honestly never expected it to be like that. I'm a student that is like, my grade's an A but this time I got a B. No, I am not dumb 😒, if you've read my previous blogs, you'll know why. The core problem with that was, how am I gonna tell my mother 😅?

    So, I called in backup—aka my little brother because there's no way I could break the news to my parents alone 😅. After some top-secret, while they napped (because obviously, my mom can never know about my plans until they're fully executed 😎), we settled on the perfect strategy: I’d make a sweet dish, and he’d be the diversion. Genius, right?

   I went all out in the kitchen, making a traditional dessert that I knew would have them raving. I had this moment where I felt like a five-star chef, confidently presenting my masterpiece 😂. They took a bite, and their faces lit up. “Wow, this is amazing,” they said. I was like, yes, this is it! They’ll love me forever now. Then, of course, I dropped the bomb about my grade. You could practically hear the sound of air escaping from the room 😐. My little brother, sensing the tension, tried to help by saying, “But she worked so hard on the dish!” I shot him a glare, and he was like, “What? I’m just trying to emotionally blackmail them for you!” I swear, sometimes he’s like a tiny therapist, but also a little devil on my shoulder 😈😇.

   So yeah, after a small lecture (okay, fine, it was a full-on “what happened?” session), I promised to work harder in the next term. There may have been a few serious words in there, but honestly, I think the dessert softened the blow 😅. Anyway, lesson learned: work harder, cook smarter, and maybe next time, save the grades for the end of the semester, not the dessert tray.

     I think that this is all for today, i'd write more but i'm too gassed, I think i'm going to head to bed in a while and stuff. My next blog will come up on Sunday, so stay tuned. Don't forget to follow me, comment on my blog and share it with friends and family 👀, it really helps support me. I love you 💙💜 all byeee!!

(Winter has left the chat)