i like these survey things

Do you swear to tell the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth? Sure

Where were you last night? Hangin' with the fam

What is today's date? The 26th of December... that awkward day after Christmas

Who was the last person to call you baby/babe? Cam :]

When you're at the grocery store do you use the self checkout? Ehh not really

Anyone crushing on you? Yep :D

What is your relationship status? In a relationship

Has anyone ever sang to you? haha oh my god you have no idea

Has anyone ever given you roses? yeah

If you were abandoned in the wilderness, would you survive? Probably not

Who do you text the most?: Cam or Steph

How do you make your money? I get the little I make from selling Cam's merch and babysitting occasionally

First person to text today? Cam... same as every day haha

What is your favorite color? Definitley like blue... like an azure

What color are your eyes? Brown... with a 'lil bit of green

What is a compliment you receive often? That I sing well I guess? But that compliment I usually only receive from my mom

How tall are you?: I don't know... normal size?

Who was the last person to say they loved you and when? Cam when I talked to him on the phone this afternoon (I've been talking about him a lot... oh jeez :p)

Do you like your parents? Guess so... they're okay

Do you secretly like someone?: Haha it's not really a secret

Why did your last relationship end? Because I was stupid enough to think he really liked me... actually it wasn't really a relationship... more of a quasi one... but whatever :p

Who was the last person you said you loved on the phone? Cam

Where is the furthest place you've traveled? I don't travel out of the country much, but I went to France when I was really little

Which do you prefer, to eat or sleep? Sleeeeeeep

Do you look more like your mom or your dad? Mommy

How long does it take you to shower? Forever... haha but I should probably get used to not doing much showering

Can you do splits? Hell no

Are you flexible? To a degree (I obviously can't do splits haha)

What did you do on New Years Eve? It's comin' up real soon... I'll probably chill with Cam and the boys

Was your mom there? Last year? nope. This year? nope

Can you speak any other language than English? I speak a little bit of French

What is the last letter of your middle name? e

How many hours of sleep did you get last night? Like 7?

Do you wear your seatbelt in the car?: Yeah

Are you scared of flying? Nope

What do you sleep in? A bed? Sometimes a bunkbed when I tag along with Cam on tour

Who was the last person you kissed? CaMeRoN

Do you like funny people or serious people? funny... duh

What are you listening to? Since Pluto

What jewelry do you wear all the time? My bracelet

What do you have planned for tonight? I'm going over to see Cam and the boys in a half an hour for pizza

Is the last person you kissed older than you? Nope... even though he claims otherwise to basically everyone else -.-

Do you prefer myspace or socialsplash? Social... who?

Do you have a favorite item of clothing? My favorite skinny jeans

Do you like messages or comments better? That's a stupid question.

Last movie you saw in theaters? New Moon (hated it) :p

Last thing you ate? Applesauce

What was last thing you drank? V8

Are you happy right now? To a degree...

If you could have one thing right now what would it be? To be loved as much as Cam (not by me...)

Who makes you happiest right now? Cam... when he's not making me envious

What were you doing at midnight last night? Song writing

Are you left handed? No

What was for dinner tonight? I'm gonna go have pizza

What is the last thing you thought about? Metacognition

When is your birthday? July 14

Do you want to get married & have children one day? Sure

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i hate holidays

I did it. I made a blog. I've always secretly had this stereotype stuck in my head that bloggers think they're better than everyone else. They think they're enlightened or something. Kind of like atheists or people who listen to music that not exactly everyone else listens to. Unfortunately, I am guilty of falling into those three particular categories. But don't you worry. I won't bore you with my ideals and cynical views on everything. I won't drone on about the problems in my family and in my social life. I won't complain about how much I've royally screwed up my life or how insanley jealous I am of my own boyfriend, who I happen to love more than nougat (which I happen to love a lot).

But guess what? That's what blogs are for. So I'm going to anyways. But no one's asking you to lend an ear. No one's asking, forcing, or threatening you to read this. But you are. So hah.

Absolutely randomly ,I just typed in five little letters into the searchbar on flickr. "c...e...l...i...a..." It came up with 52,015 items. And it really got me thinking. 52,015 different people who have the same five (or on my case, seven, being that my full name is Cecelia) letters stamped onto their birth certificates. Perhaps accompanied by a pair of tiny footprints (104,030 feet, give or take a few Celias that were born without two feet, or any feet at all). 52,015 stories I would love to know. And those are just the 52,015 people named Celia who happen to have a picture of themselves on Flickr.

I think that I should be a reporter of some sort.

Ah, yes. I typed in the title of this post almost 20 minutes ago and almost forgot about it. What is it that I loathe so much about holidays, again? Ah yes, people. They stress me out.

It was nice and quiet at my house last night. Cam (my boyfriend that I mentioned before... something about nougat?) came over and we listened to dramatic symphonic versions Christmas music and conversed with my mom and dad (I'm an only child by the way, which I am incredibly thankful for, to say the least). Me and Cam were very G-rated the whole time, not doing anything more than holding hands. I didn't mind, though. The house was warm and smelled like cinnamon and felt like happy. This morning I pretended to be surprised when my mom handed me an iPod-nano wrapped in several layers of giftwrap even though I had come across it in her bedroom drawer last week--

--that sounds nothing like a shitty Christmas, you complaining no-good little bitch...

Waitwaitwait. Last night I was very happy, indeed, and didn't mind the company of the 'rents and the BF. But the night before was the night that really got me. Cam took me to a party on Wednesday and I pretty much had a panic attack. My parents were out at the movies and naturally I felt the urge to go out and do something exciting. It was at a house I had never been to, and it smelled like cigarettes and tomato soup. There were a lot of people there from my high school, celebrating the kickoff of winter break. A plethora people can be very stressful for me. Maybe they're not looking at me. Maybe they're not thinking about me. Maybe they don't even know I exist. But I don't know any better. No one offered me a single beer all night, so I can't say that it was peer pressure. But I downed as much liquor as I could anyways. I don't know why I did it. I don't know why I do anything, anyways. But I woke up yesterday morning in my bed with my pajamas on and a huge headache and a new text in my inbox from Cam: " :] ". That boy makes me as jealous as hell, but I can't help but love him to death.