Ramona and Julian

julian

Julian,

My birthday is in a few days. I think I'm going to ask my mum for a new easel and some more canvases and brushes. I'll ask my dad for a new bike so I can go out more often.

My parents don't live together any more, did I mention? I'm the result of a broken marriage, and it's depressing sometimes, but I'm over it! It happened when I was two, I think I should get over it.

Let me explain my family to you because it'll be confusing if I just randomly write. 

I have a sister and a brother. My brother is called Kurt  (Guess which band he was named after!) and my sister is called Ringo (same for her!). They are both older than me, sadly. My brother is a freaking Biologist and my sister is a certified groupie - yes, she 'lives' at home.

I think I'm the least sane of the bunch, although my sister is out doing only God knows what most of the time.

Me? I'm just a lowly artist writing to a boy named Julian that lives in Paris and won't write back because I told him he wasn't fun. 

Ramona, x.