I Wish I Could Climb In A Dryer.

I wish that my Summer of 2011 will suddenly show up and save us from this 'it's going to be a high of 7 degrees' madness.

Please Bless that Ammon will be safe on his mission and that an earthquake will not crush him, for now.

I wish for warmth outside.

I would love to do EFK this year.

I hope that Kayla Wolf will be okay.

I wish for happiness.

I would love to read a journal of a crazy person because me and my Self decided that it would be rather interesting. After all, a crazy person is as unique as people can get.

I want hair like this.

I'm not growing up.

I just might be changing. Whether I want to or not, I am getting older.

"My brain somehow thinks that turning 16 will end my life and end my happiness." -Brynn's Dead Journal

"Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional." -Chili Davis

"You can't stay young forever but you can be immature for the rest of your life." -Unknown

I'm not going to grow up... ever. Nope, not ever. As we sang so many times this summer,"I won't grow up, I don't wanna go to school, I don't wanna wear a tie..."

Well, I don't really love going to school... or wearing a tie but I will. But I will not grow up. I completely refuse. In fact, I think I'm... growing down.

It's a rather enjoyable thing to do. To grow down. Will you join me in this growing down-ness? Please do. We're all secretly little kids still. Aren't we? I still am. I still take baths and blow bubbles and play dress up and close my eyes tight and wish on dandelions. I base the goodness of my day off the trucks I see, I have masquerades with my sisters, I put my underwear on inside out all the time, I got reacquainted with my dear imaginary friend and she helps me when I cry, I still start writing a book every week and forget about it the next, I dance around my room in short dresses pretending I'm a uniquely beautiful girl named Portland, I write an intense book as I walk down the hallway at my High School, I pretend that there's a baby fairy princess living on top of the light next to the broken one in the choir room, I've imagined every possible scenario for meeting my future husband, I still go and visit my old kingdom Zuaguario, and I'm still a little girl.

Please, grow down with me and you'll have almost as much fun as I do. I promise.

Love, as I made my teacher call me in Pre-K, Miss Brynn.

Yup, someday this'll be me.

I'm meeting a man that I'm going be in love with this summer. He's going to love Anne of Green Gables and he's going to think I am 'uniquely beautiful'. He'll be okay with me being kinda absolutely crazy. Even better, he'll be crazy too.

Once upon a time, a five year old girl liked a boy on her soccer team. She wanted to marry him someday, as a fourteen year old. Then, when she was nineteen, they got married in the Salt Lake Temple and were voted the cutest couple in the minds of me and my Self and I got to read her journal at her luncheon. Amanda, I give you permission to read my journal at my wedding:) I love you, sister. You're a great example to me.

Day Eight: A Moment of Mine

A moment... it's gotta be from the summer... gotta be a rainstorm. Last summer had the most intense rainstorms I've ever witnessed. They were most definitely Second Coming Worthy:) So, here's the moment. Me and Dani lived at each other's houses last summer and we were one time sleeping on my couch when a rainstorm woke us up. Well, most people know that I don't really make sense when I wake up during the night (I've fallen asleep at practically everyones houses... even last night I fell asleep at Maddieys house... again:) What I can remember from this thunder and lightning storm was that the black mountain behind my house was lighting up from the bright lightning. Dani woke up from the storm too. I yelled over the thunder, "It's the second coming!" That's all I remember from that night. Now that I think about it, I don't even remember going back to sleep. I'm always a little more stupid than normal when I wake up and do something during the middle of the night.

Day Six: My Day

My day was so lovely, even though it snowed. It was really very quite delicious. I wore my Sequin Shoes and I thought so much about everything a person could possibly think of. I decided Mrs. Wells is a cute and could possibly be a Lovable Person outside of her Physics classroom. I discussed the short and speediness of the month January this year. I gave Brenna the most hideous sympathy card I've ever seen in my life and I've seen a many an ugly card in my day. A girl said she liked my shoes in my history class. I talked to some person in my history class for a long while. I have FOUR friends in my new history class and everyone else could become my friends if they wanted to. I squeezed myself into a window at lunch. We came up with an awesome "Hey!" thing at lunch and we also carried Marisa to the office where her mother told her to suck it up. I followed Tommy down the hall then departed to my classroom and he departed to Seminary. I took off my shoes in Mr. Melville's class and decided he was a way cool guy and that I wanna add him and this guy that was sitting next to me to my Marrying List. I stumbled upon a Tyler as I came out of my class which I have only done 3 times this year. I walked home with my Sequin Shoes glory ruined by the wet and I had a great piano lesson. I saw Sister Skousen kidnap Coleman... again, and watched Sister Webb go chasing after him... again. I heard Marisa's BRAND NEW SONG THAT SHE WROTE AND ALL! go, ask her, and listen to the beauty. I sang as I walked home not on the street and, as I was singing the loudest part, my name was called out someones home. It was only Brenna Kate and as I barely scrapped my jean covered bottom on her leather chair my phone rang and I stood and looked into my back pack (at the same time:) realizing there was no Physics to be found in there. It was my mom so I had to go home but I am going to successfully smack my bottom right down on that chair cuz I've got permission and all to go there at 7! Wo, that's a cool looking number. And... so... one thing lead to another and here I am in my frog pjams eating a failed attempt at Mac n' Cheese and writing on my blog even though I had "two seconds to get off!" (im a boy) thirty-one minutes ago I'm still on. (girl)

That's my day and does it not sound grand!

Day Seven: My Best Friends

I cannot choose a best friend. I really tried very hard but when you've got such incredible friends it's hard. But it wasn't hard to narrow it down to 4 gorgeous girls. These girls are the most amazing people I've ever met and I mean it. I've never once been sad when I'm around them. Now, you ask, how could a person be capable of making you so happy? You don't know these girls. They're all crazy. completely nuts. Did you know I love them that way? Well, I do. I can't tell you how much I love them.

There's this one named Marisa and another named Maddiey and there's this girl named Dani and a Brenna too. They each are so unique and different from people I know. I can be myself around them and I'd die if even one of them were missing.

Marisa is the most hilarious lady I have met in my life, no joke. She's such a good example to me and I go to her when things aren't workin' out for me at that moment. There was a time once, at the beginning of our friendship, when I was crying and I was in the back of the crowd and she saw me and stayed back with me and comforted me and she's been my hero and my comforter ever since. I love her so much and she has changed my life.

I never knew I could love a group of girls so much until these Kumquats came along.

Maddiey is the cutest girl I know. She's just adorable. I love it when she talks about the person she likes cuz it's just adorable. Maddiey, I love you! She makes sure that everybody knows they're beautiful, in their own special way. She loves photography and she loves, Oh So loves to laugh. Very much. She's just about died a few times because she was laughing so hard. I love Miss Maddiey! I love her so much and she has changed my life.

Then there's this girl named Dani. I've never been much of a mind reader in my day but I can read her mind. She doesn't truly know how beautiful she is. She's okay with my nasty jokes. Oh I love her so much. I practically lived with her last summer:) Dani, I love you. She's been my friend the longest out of all of my Kumquats. I love her so much and she has changed my life.

There's a Brenna Kate Bergeson. Oh, she's a much more than swell friend. She's my hot dogs and hobo's friend... I don't even think I knew what a hobo was before I met her. She has the most beautiful hair. My mother forced us to pick tomatoes together. She is hilarious and I love her so much. I love her laugh and her entire family so much. She's a very stylish person. Really, her clothes are beautiful and they fit her personality, don't ya think? I love her so much and she has changed my life.

We're the weirdest bunch of girls and we're all a bit of a crazy mess. We're awkward sometimes and we're a family. They're my sisters. They're my girlfriends and my favorite group of women on earth and all of the planets and the celestial kingdom and all of those other kingdoms and all the places that ever existed or will exist. I hope you'll find some Kumquats and some best friends who understand you and love you.

Day Five: My Definition of Love

"I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you." - Author Unknown

I think someone you love is someone who you want to be around as much as you can. I think it's someone who accepts you and doesn't think you're completely nuts. I think a person that you love would be your best friend and someone who you'd love to talk to and you're not afraid to share your opinions and do all the weird stuff that you do when you're with your Self.

Day Four: What I Ate Today

2 pieces of Toast, a blueberry Pancake (I made it myself... so, yes, it didn't really work out so well) and I ate some beautiful air today because I went on a beautiful walk today (during which an old man said hi to me and it made my day cuz I just love old men going on walks). Look! Toast Bandages! Is that not sweet?!

Day Three: My Parents

Barry and Julie Hallsted is them names. My mother can do anything in the whole world. She's pretty amazing. When she was pregnant with Hannah she did 7 back flips in a row! She's pretty crazy:) She works for Jet Blue, which we all love so much! She works so hard and so much and... She might be on Minute To Win It!!

My dad is my hero. I love him so much. He always makes me feel so great about my singing and he makes sure everyone knows I can sing:) He works so hard too. So SO so hard. He's been working to get his PhD since I was eight and he's got it now!!

I love my Parents!!

I love Hyrum and Haley's faces in this picture:)

Day Two- Your First Love

Great Jehoshaphat! Another hard one... Well, I was unlike M'dear Maddiey. I loved every male I happened to stumble upon. I have changed my ways, don't you worry. Now I only pretend to obsess over every attractive man I see:) But I am pretty sure that the first man I ever did love was Brandt Carmichael of Arizona. I met him when I was like 4. He was probably the first boy that I'd been friends with in my life. He hasn't grown since then (okay he's grown a little) and I scared him away from that moment on so I'll probably never talk to him again :)

Get Some Babes.

I've got a few babes to help me out. A few Dears. Bits of Ladies. One bunch of gorgeous sour fruit. Some Darlings. A little more than a smidgen of people I couldn't live without. Lots of Sexy Babes. I'm lucky enough to get some sweet hearts in there too. I've got quite a bundle of joy who are always there for me. They are quite the bundle. They are also quite a joy to have. Aren't you glad I have them? Doesn't it make you happy that I'm happy? Well, you better be thrilled that I have these bundles of joy because that bundle is you. oh, and you too, Dearest.

I hope you have such a bundle as mine.

If you don't, go make one. There's a Splendid Idea for you.

It's really not that hard. They don't cost anything at all.

Please, make such a bundle. They just might change your life.

Day One- Introduce Yourself

Why is the first one the hardest?? Introduce Myself... I'll try not to make this one too long, Babes.

Myself, this is the people who read my blog. People who read my blog, this is Myself. Great, now that we've got that out of the way let me introduce you to Me!

I love my life and I live off of happiness, anyones happiness. Because of this I am quite the healthy girl because my life is stuffed full with happiness and good and amazingly wonderful things. I love to read and write anything, even school papers thrill me. I haven't hated a single person that has waltzed into my life yet and I don't plan to. One of the things I dislike and am trying to overcome my fear of is change. Just like everyone, I love to laugh. I love the rain and at this moment I'm craving some spring in my unspringful life. I hate touching styrofoam but I love to touch people and be close to them. I love to play music, especially blasting it in cars. I'm beyond excited to go to heaven, like beyond excited, guys. Getting married is probably one of the only reasons I'm still living. I can't wait to be a mother and I'm going to name my daughter Avonlea, by the way:)

What A Wonderful World

I see friends shakin' hands, sayin', "How do you do?" They're really sayin', "I love you!" ... The song then goes on to explain how he stalks babies- watching them cry and grow. But would that not be fabulous?! Not stalking babies... well, I guess that could be great fun too... Well, actually, it could! I actually once wrote a Journal Entry about it. Ha! for reals, I did:)

Well, anyway, what I was trying to say before I so rudely interrupted Myself was that it would be great if everyone went around saying that they loved each other! Is this not an extremely splendid idea?! I thought of this one day and I put my plan into action and I told a person that I loved them and Person was kinda surprised by this but Person seemed very quite happy about it. I told Person that I've realized what an amazing friend they were and that they were such a good example to me. They jokingly said, "You've just realized?!" Oh, haha, Person, Person. Person's a funny one. Person and I are such Kindred Spirits and Bosom Friends:)

So... I might as well start this lovin' stuff now! Well, guys, I Love You So Much :)

What the, What the?

An upper retainer was found and Haley tried it on. It did not fit. It was tossed down the stairs to Breton. The results? It didn't fit either. The princess who fit the glass slipper... the plastic retainer:) was, after all, Brynnie Suzanne Hallsted, Princess of wanting to die and go to heaven and Queen of believing everything anyone says.

The only thing I wonder is... how did that retainer manage to get out of the toilet??

bum bum bottom? bum bottom crop?:) (dramatic music in the background)

fakes

I was reading the messages I sent a long time ago and I saw many messages sent to some one named Alicia Kelston. I could remember the name but I couldn't remember anything else about her. I was feeling terrible that I had sent so many messages to this girl and I couldn't even remember her. Then I did remember. It so turns out that I had made up this girl. She's not even real:) I had made an email for her and everything. It felt wonderful to be a hacker and I guessed her/my email password and saw messages sent to me from her! Haha! I even sent her letters! I guess, that's what happens when you don't have friends:) I also made up another girl when I was little named Kadence but that's a very odd story for another time:) I think I'm going to email Alicia Kelston right now:)

How is it that one could be so happy? How can it be possible to have so much happiness contained in one's very soul? I haven't really got a great reason to be overjoyed but, at the same time how could I not be? This world is too beautiful to be true, sometimes. How could heaven be any different than this world? I know there are those moments when a hot lump seems to come up my throat every time I open my mouth and if I keep it open for too long, I burst into tears, sometimes. But don't the happy and truly wonderful moments make up for those times?

Flared Jeans

I've heard from a very reliable source (m'dear Dani:) that some spring fashion thing includes flared jeans. When I heard this news I was overcome with joy. I have been in the depths of despair ever since those flared things went out of style... and that's been quite a while, don't ya think? Do you know what it's like to be in the depths of despair? :) My life is not actually over, yet