Peaches updates....

Yes, it is a miracle... Peaches found her way to the computer again.

I must say I am rather impressed by myself. I managed to go without the obbsessive compulsive computer-ness thing for almost two weeks, not even missing it. Oh, and I was exhausted for most of that time too, so that's part of the excuse. Been reading books tho, bunches of em too... so, yay.

Oh, and I was waiting for a buddy at Borders the other day. Which, fyi, I've found out is a BAD idea. Turns out leaving me alone with big 'Sales' sign posters and books ends up with... well, three books for the bookshelf.

What else... Well, I was reading Camilla's last point. About the whole self-image thing. Interesting stuff... Granted, I've gotta tell ya lot she's a beauty and has a super-model's body (everyone secretly hates her for that, haha). More than that she is unique, both in apperance & personality. I honestly think that's one of the more rare things, and she will go far. She's like one of those precious diamonds amidst ashes. You see it, and you just know how amazing it's gonna turn out, and you know you're so lucky to be close enough to see it happen...

And for the record, opposition! What, un-natural stress, constant nausea until it's over, and paranoid ideas gettin stuck in your head. Whoever claimed oppositions on Bachelor essay's were bad for your psyche????! ;)

So what of the new year then? (and why do I always end up writing these long booring posts)?

I'm enrolled in an evening class, yay. Finally did it. Am gonna dare learn how to plug stuff into each other, and hit the light switch... more fun than it sounds really. Was sorta nervous about the ppl, but hey everyone seems cool. Everyone from age 17-105... interesting.

Speaking of which, had Pizza with one of the class boys. Nice dude, real fun to talk to. Course, then mid-way through I catch him looking at me in this deep meaningful way. Course I panic and start babbling on about the relationship between chocolate and crazy people. Good friend material, def...

Then there's the boy dubbed, by Camilla no less, 'coffee boy dude'. Texting is the confusion of the modern world... That's all I'll say. Oh, and the fact that I'm coming off as crazy and obbsesive. Again. Even tho I'm actually quite fed up with the whole 'games' thing... why oh why must things be complicated.

Oh, and then there's the whole economy going down the drain thing. Course, it'll stop at some point, turn around, and head for the better. Doesn't mean we're not all running the 'redundancy' risk at the mo... Whoever knew that word could be such an awfully mass-feared one-man-show sentence. Blah...

AND! My cup cakes tasted funny. the CUP CAKES! I'll just have to stick to making choc-chip then... it's all I know. For real. Sad sad sad...

Oh, and apparently I'm fat. Or so they told me, to my face, which bthw is not doing wonders for the self-esteem. And I always considered myself quite sure on that side. But you get it in your head, and you hate it but it festers and you start thinking... glancing at the scale. realizing you're riddiculously under-weight, but thinking... why are my cheeks so big?????!

Stupid stupid obbsession... Oh, and I miss Camilla. thankfully I'll see her at the end of the month, salvage SOME sanity.

Love to ya'll...

Fat, ugly, stupid.

Currently I'm fat, ugly and stupid.

I mean, I'm not fat fat. I'm not even chubby fat. I'm not even fat. I'm just...fat. Fat as in having gained a couple of centimetres on the waist. Fat as in 'where the fudge did my muscles go and what is that blubbery, squishy thing that has taken their place?'-fat.

When it comes to ugly the best things is to describe myself. Here it goes and this is what I honestly see when I look in the mirror: I see a long face, bad skin, pimples, bags under my eyes, bushy, big, BLACK eyebrows, mediocre lips, big, misshaped nose, unsymmetrical greyish-green eyes. Did I forget something? Oh, that's right! My hair. Originally a mousy brown/dark blonde kind of mix, now redish and way, WAY too long (down to my shoulders). And I'm yellow. How can I be yellow? Then there is the smile. I have freekish teeth, I swear. Fangs, too much gums, small front teeth. (Yes, this was something I had a complex about when I was a child). Sometimes I think I'm pretty though. In certain light I like how I look. I'm original, I must say. I've never seen anyone who looks quite like me, and I don't hate myself that much so I can't comlain actually.

And then there is the stupid part. Yes. On top of it all I'm also stupid. I mean, I'm smart enough to understand that I'm stupid, unlike some people. But, yeah, I am. I mean, okay, I study at the university. I've got like...190 point so far. But that's my point; not all are finished courses! I need to get that damn bachelors essay done before I can finish and I don't eve know what my educatio will leed to and...and...

...actually...is this normal of a 22 year old woman?
...on the other hand, isn't this what almost everyone think about themselves?

//Camilla...a normal girl?

VICTORY IS MINE!

They checked with accounting and it turned out they'd made a mistake, so I threw away the invoice.
First accomplishment of the year; Won the war against UPS. Not bad, not bad.
/Cam out

Full fledged WAR!

What better way o tart the new year then to get in to a war with UPS? Those buggers just sent me an invoice. An invoice for something that I have already paid. I friggin paid them when I got the packet! My mum is lecturing me when it comes to saving every piece of paper. And I usually do! But when it comes to the friggin thing they signed when UPS delivered the package I can't seem to find it anywhere.

Only thing I can think of is that I must have thrown it away when I unpacked he package.
By the way; than you, Peaches, love! You create hell for me, but I love you none the less!

So happy new year and all that crap!

/Cam out

Happy New Year!!

Resolutions & Stuff... That should be the title, but happy new years sounds so much more... festive and stuff!

Okay, so basically, it's been an upside-down year, with a lot of amazing things and a lot of not great moments. Over all, it's been educational, and to sum it up I wouldn't really want to trade it. I'd want to change so much, but since the time machine has yet to be invented (and it'd just mess thins up in the end)...

So, lessons learned? Home is where the heart is, no matter where in the world you may be at the time. And life is beautiful, and chances are worth taking, because sometimes they pay off. And if nothing else, you'll have more peace in your heart if you go after whatever it is that's making your butterflies jump (career/family/friends/romantically-wise). I can't believe how far everyone's come. I'm so proud of my family and my friends (shut up, I'm having a chick-flick moment!) for everything they've done, and everything I know they'll still accomplish.

It's amazing how distance really does make the heart grow fonder, and after some time you start wonderin what's really important in life. I moved this year, 1285 miles (or 2068 km) away from what used to be home. According to google maps, that's about a 22 hour drive. It makes your think, about a lot of things. I also learnt that kids only grow up once (duh douche), and that it really makes all the difference in the world what you do with those precious moments you spend with them. Remember when they used to say 'kids are the future' and talk about us? Hah, new generation's come and made us old! But anyways :). I learned that my slight problem with staying put isn't going to go away before I figure out how and where to make the pieces fall together. They just haven't quite yet, but I'm ok with that. Work in progress dammit!

Oh, and it's worth chasing after your dreams. Otherwise, you might just end up regretting something, and that's quite a burden to bear... Then again, sometimes your dream changes, and gets split in two vastly different geographical locations. Or three... Turns out you might not be the only one moving around. :)

So enough of my lame babbling (but hey, the title WAS 'there's something wrong...' you'd think you would've thought it through). I'm sure Camilla's got something quirky and philosophical to add! First, new years resolutions though...

Uhm... Well, you're not supposed to say them out loud are you? I'm thinking sharing them with the world counts! But I've got one or two, so... yay.

Love ya'll! Stay safe (that means no fire crackers into each other's eyes, it's such a bad idea, trust me), happy, and keep dreaming big. And remember the people you love like to be reminded of that... You never know when you won't have a chance to tell em again. Oooh! And spread the holiday magic (yes, I stubbornly refuse to believe there is none, despite all evidence of the contrary!)

<3<3<3<3<3<3


Ps. *waves fist* Camilla! You mentioned the cookie club! You must now paaaaay *snatches chocolate chips*

UuuUuuuHhuu...

My brain is escaping through my nose...like...in a way, WAY too violent way...

Oh, and you know the cookie club *gets struck by lightning*

Camilla out.

Cookie club!

There are three rules of Cookie club....

Rule number one, you do not talk about cookie club!

Rule number two. You do not TALK about cookie club.

Rule number three... You. Do. Not. stop eating cookies because Cosmo told you to!




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Oh, and, just to clarify this for everybody- YOU DO NOT TALK ABOUT COOKIE CLUB. There, happy now?

love

Peaches