Living on the Edge

So I just drank a full 250ml glass of milk. This is not really good for me for two reasons,

1) I have a cold (thanks for sharing it with me mom), and apparently you're not supposed to drink dairy when you're sick... you know milk and sinuses... yeah I don't really know why but I heard it somewhere.

2) I am actually allergic to dairy products. But I can cope, just in small dosages. The funny thing with this allergy is that most people allergic to dairy are allergic to the whey, but oh no, not me. I am in fact allergic to the casine which, unlike whey, cannot be removed from dairy. So I can't even drink the substitutes. Fun...

So yes, I poured a lovely large glass of milk for myself, and it was lovely.

Oh yeah, living on the edge
Random.

The phone rang earlier today, and because no one ever calls me I just ignored it, le brother answered it though.
Guess what!?
What Andrea? What?
It wasn't for me :/  it was for le brother (surprise)

YAY

Le brother talks to who ever was on the phone for a bit in his room, then ends the call and leaves for tennis. I am now home alone. Fun.
Not even ten minutes since he has left does the phone ring, again. Seeing as I am now the only one to answer the phone, I have to get up from my seat where I am blissfully enjoying the awesome life of Tessa Violet on the YouTube.
Phone is now ringing quite desperately,  almost yelling to me to answer it. Our phone is portable, and le brother being le brother hasn't put it back in the charger/where normal people put the phone when they're done talking so that other people can find it.... breathe.
End of story, I missed the call but found the phone. It was in his cupboard. No I am not making this up. I had to open the cupboard door in his room to find it. Like who actually does that?
I'll tell you who... le brother.
Got to love your siblings....... or do you?
Just kidding, on the odd occasion my siblings are pretty decent.

Cheers
XAndreaClaire

That Just Right Feeling

You know that feeling when it just feels right?
Maybe that sounds absurd, ambiguous and well just down right strange because you've never felt that before. But after today, I have felt it, and its absolutely awesome.
Tonight I go to bed feeling happy, and greatful.

Let me explain.

You may or may not know this, but I've finished school a year early (and yes, my friends are all still in school and are probably asleep already because they have to get up at 6am to go to school tomorrow *instert a very devious face* while I on the other hand feel like sleeping in tomorrow *insert evil smirk* ;) ). So this year for me is my own kind of gap/adventure/learning and experiencing the real world year. I'll be taking courses in art, dance and psychology,  I'm hoping to travel a bit... the list goes on.

So basically, an alreadly long story short, today I went to register for my part time BA Psych (Bachelor of Arts degree in Psychology) course at the university I have decided to attend (with the help of my parents... of course). I left with my mom early, its an hours drive from where I live, to the main campus. When we found a place to park I started freaking out, negative and daunting thoughts ran through my head

Can I do this?
The buildings so big...
There are so many people... and they all look so intimidating...

Eventually I thought that maybe I should just leech off my parents for the rest of my life and never leave the house, like a friend had joked to me that he was going to do. Feelings in my stomach, that I thought were reserved for public speaking and dancing eisteddfods, began to emerge.

But... it all changed when I walked into the campus building and the receptionist smiled so warmly, and so friendilyly (is that even a word???) It was so genuine, and trust me I know cause I analyse peoples faces and their actions to see if they're fake as a hobby. From then my nerves settled, and everyone was like the receptionist,  genuine,  friendly, smiling and helpful.  It took two hours to register, filling in forms, checking course times, tour of the library,  meeting new people... all in all it was a brilliant experience.  When I left, I felt like this was the right choice for me to make. It felt right, and I felt at home and like I belonged.

I know that there will be ups and downs on this road I'm taking this year, but I know that for now and for me this has been the right decision,  and I am going to learn and grow so much, after all, isn't that what life is about? Experiencing new ideas, concepts, tastes, cultures,  people... having fun, and always learning.
Well for me thats what I feel is a constructive way to fill ones time in this life...

Just enjoy it, because life is precious, and beautiful, and we only get one.

:)
XAndreaClaire

Locks of Love

Hello,

So here is a post about something I've very secretly been wanting to do for a while now. Cut my hair. My only problem was having the courage to do it. I have spent almost more than half of my life with long, past my shoulders, length hair. What was holding me back was motivation.  A need to actually make the cut.

Here's the thing about me, I really struggle to do things for myself, and whenever I do things because I want to I usually spend most of my time thinking about what everyone I know is thinking about my choice. Its difficult for me to make my own decisions because I'm scared of being judged for it.
I've been needing a change recently though. I've just finished school, I'm starting a part of my tertery education this year, and so I felt like I needed a change (you know... cause obviously those other things weren't big enough changes for me ;) )
Then the other day we (my family and I) drove eight hours to get to the city of my brothers tennis tournament he's playing in. We stopped half way and had a meal with my dad's A-Type personality cousin, his fabulous wife, and his two young boys. While the guys were chatting about my brother's tennis, us girls were just chatting about my year. The Fabulous wife said she had seen my whatsapp profile picture and said how long and healthy my hair is, but it was almost too long and not doing anything for me. Though it was a shock to hear my own thoughts spoken outloud by someone else, it kinda made me feel like I should do something about it. I told the Fabulous Wife about my doubts of cutting it, being judged by my friends, and she just looked and gave me a look. She told me to stop being stiff and stop worrying about what other people think of me and my choices. She said, and I guess this is kinda drastic but, she said if I died tomorrow in a dar crash then I would die with this long hair that I liked but only kept it because I cared too much about what other people thought of me. She said I should cut it, and donate it to a charity.

This hit home with me. I realised that I need to start living for myself, not selfishly obviously, and stop living for other people. Stop trying to please everyone because its not going to happen. Everyone is different,  with different opinions,  tastes, morals, valued..... so there is no way I can possibly please everyone.

So the second day of my brothers tournament,  I booked to have my hair cut.
As you can see by the picture its short, but you know what?! Almost a week later, I love it. I'm happy.
My hair has been donated to a charity called Locks of Love that makes wigs for people who have lost threir hair for medical reasons. I'm happy because somewhere someone might feel beautiful because of my hair.

Its freeing. And I'm adding, Stop Worrying about what Others think and Start Worrying about what You think, to my resolutions.  I mean, why can't I keep adding things to my list. That way I'll keep growing and improving.
And really, thats what really matters.

XAndreaClaire

Horray for Nice People

Don't you just love it when you meet someone, and they're nice!?
When you talk to then they listening, they've put their phone down and  are genuinely listening.
They catch on to what you like, and send you a joke via whatspp if they think you'll like it.
That's a pretty nice person, but some people are nice and you might not even know them.
You could see a nice person throwing their gum in the bin, and that may seem small, but instead of just inconspicuously flicking it on they ground where some unsuspecting shoe might trod on, they kindy took the time to find a bin.

So yes this is a short post,  but at the same time, remember it really doesn't take that long to be nice to someone.

Be Nice
Xx AndreaClaire

Its a new year

Hello 2015,

You're going to be perfectly wonderful I can just feel it. You have every opportunity to be a fantastic 365 days, and I'm going to try my hardest to make it something special. I resolve to use my time well, not wasting it regetting yesterdays mistakes, but rather learning, growing and moving on from them.
This time of year is an interesting time where almost everyone is making all these promises that most never complete. Some say they're going to finally finished 2013's resolutions,  but sadly they won't. I am a shameful victim of this common trend in the new year but this year I really, truely, deeply want to be better. I want to, in a year frok now, look back at my year and scream, yes scream, from the top of my lungs "YES! I DID IT AND I HAD A GREAT YEAR"
So in the spirit of learning from our mistakes, I have looked back over the years to see if I could spot a similarity with all the new years resolutions I never completed... and you know what they were? They were these impossible, tumblr/pinterest type bucket list resolutions, they were something like this:

Always be HAPPY (yeah sure)
Never get ANGRY (please....)
Make sure everyday is the best....

The list could go on of my 13, 14, 15, and 16 year old selfs resolutions.  In a way they're cute and cuddly .... but they're definately one thing, ambiguous and very impossible.
Life is life, its unfair, and the world we live on is run by sinners who are all very human humans. We all make mistakes, we all have days where things are going so badly it seems like your bed is the only safe place out there. People hurt us, they get on our nerves and annoy us. They chew really loudly when they sit next to you and you sometimes get to that point where all you want to do is pack your suitcase and run away to a very remote island.
Life happens, we snap, we get angry and we're not happy.

So my resolution for this year is one thing only.
I want to make the most of this year, and this life that I've been given.
If live happens and my day is really sucking, I want to train myselt to look for something to smile about. I want to teach myself to cherish my opportunities and not always look for the 'bad' things.

And thats it.

I hope this post helps you to tone down your new years resolutions to a more manageable list. Or if you've never make one, I hope this inspires you.

You are so special, and I promise, if you look for the good in your life, 2015 is going to be a super spectacular year for you and you'll see things you've never seen before

Xxx
AndreaClaire