The Pretentious Illiterate

Hi you guys,

Oh dang it, I sat here and wrote the most elaborate blogg about how happily in love I was and just how happy I was that my depression had passed but of course my phone rang and to get to it I klicked the mouse, by accident and lost all the information I previously ment for you all to read.
But let's not beat ourselves up about it. The truth still stays, I've met the man of my dreams. The guy I know I'm meant to spend the rest of my days with. And that feeling, dear friends and readers, is the most amazing thing I have ever experienced. Ever. So help me God.
Like all of you probably know I've just come back from a 'birthdaytrip' to Helsinki and Stockholm. And it was an amazing trip, for me. I learned alot about the people around me. I got to see with whom I'm spending time and sharing ideas and thoughts. And all in all I think I learned more about myself this weekend than I have all this time, all these 20 years I've spent searching and looking for the truth about who I really am and why.
They say that the people you choose to befriend say alot about who you are as a person, or at least they should. With me I'm not too sure that this applies. And I'm definite that I am happier this way. I wouldn't want to be different from the way I am now, I'm a very happy camper. My life is good, and my choices in life have been the best ever. For me at least. And this, you can see more than ever when looking at the people around me. My friends are all different, thankfully. So no matter what mood I'm in there's a friend to suit the mood.
Wierd, you might think but I believe in dressing for the occasion and to me my friends represent me almost as much as I, myself, do. So that's why I choose to hang out with certain people at certain times. And this weekend I learned that too many choices at one time makes the outcome not as good as it might have been if better choices were made. There are certain people in that group that did not meet my expectations at all, and some were such stars that somewhere along the way I dropped my chin to the floor, in sheer surprise.
Now, I'm not about to badmouth anyone that's not what this is supposed to be, a gossip session, instead I'd like to send a big THANK YOU to N, who took care of me when I got seasick. To me you are a true hero, and with you all as my witnesses I so solemnly swear to pay her back for that grand gesture, I owe her big time. I was absolutely flabbergasted by her way of handeling the situation, and my hat is forever off to her.
Anywho, I guess ya'll want to hear about this crush of mine. And I don't blame you. But for now, I really would prefer to keep this love of mine a bit private. All I know is that this is the man I'm meant to spend the rest of my days with. And when I look into his eyes I see his soul, and as cheesy as that sounds it doesn't make it less true, not to me any way. And for once I can honestly say, that yes; I, Belma, am very much in love. Oh and I intend to stay this way for as long as it is physically and mentally possible, for me.
Tuudels for now =0)
And thanks for your time,
Belma

Hi ya'll,

Can you believe it. The best blogger around has actually got herself a page right here. Usually you can find my bloggs at 'Lunarstorm.se' but I figured that I had to start sharing my thoughts with a broader audience.
So here goes nothing.

Today I'm really supposed to pack my bags and wash the last of (or all of) my clothes, since I'm heading to Finland the first thing tomorrow. My birthdaytrip with four really great girlfriends of mine. Going to Helsinki *woohooow*
Meeting up at Uppsala- trainstation at one p.m. the question is can I wake up on time, dang it. Sat up 'til three a.m. last night. Freggin cold. But anywho. I'm gonna have to try to get some beautysleep, for this beautiful face of mine >=0]
I've been really troubled by this cold, got it at the worst time possible. But these things seem to happen to me at times like these. Like when we had our schoolpictures, and I'd get all gitty and two days before a giant zit would blossom in the middle of my face and be all beautifully red and disgusting. I get these things, and by now I've started to accept them as a natural part of my beeing.
I really should get my clotheswashing going.

Soon, soon children I will. And tomorrow I will party my ass off, and Friday too. And I love Helsinki, so I'm really looking forward to get some shopping done. I love their H&M, and I know it's weird that you go from the homeland of H&M to another country to get you H&M shopping on, but the girls that work over there are so sweet. And the prices are so much better then here.
Oh man I do love Finland, always have. Feels homey. I love that feeling. That's the only place in Europe that I feel at home, but my home is, as everyone seems to know, in the USA. I'm too much for Europe. People here, especially in Sweden, are too darn timid and I'm one of those people who is larger than life (these are the words of friends and family). I am full of myself at times, but not quite to that extent =0)

Allrighty then. This has been alot of fun and I sencerely hope to see you again.
With lots of love,
Belma

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