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Adult Summer Camp
Living on the farm often reminds me of summer camp. You are thrown into a group of strangers, you work eat and sleep in the same house, and you hope that you chose a camp that matches your personality and everyone will get along well. You form bonds with people way faster than anywhere else because you spend all your time together. In the real world, this is how I refer to it because all of this does seem like a problem free dream world. It takes ages to become good friends with someone, but when you share everything you can have a new best friend in two days. I even made friendship bracelets.
This got me thinking, why is there no such thing? Actual summer camp for adults. A quick look on Google has expanded my mind again and shown me that there are in fact loads. I could not find one in Belgium so far, but there is a vast amount of adult summer camps around. I have to admit I was slightly scared of looking up the term “adult summer camp” seeing as searching “adult” anything tends to have some different connotations.
My first thought was that this kind of summer camp would probably not be like the ones I remember from my childhood. Or like the one from the movie “The Parent Trap”, which just seemed like the coolest summer camp of all time. A lot of my childhood was spent envious of Lindsay Lohan that she got to be there. I figured there would be grown up activities, like cooking and learning French.
But no, I have found something that, to me, seems like one of the best things ever: Camp Grounded. A summer camp in the US with actual good old times activities. There’s origami. ORIGAMI CAMP. I wish there was an extra caps lock for just those words. I could go on about this but they have a pretty great website themselves and I would not do it enough justice, so please do check it out yourselves and I hope you will be as excited as I am.
Only one thing that makes me sad, there are no glowsticks allowed. I love glowsticks and I don’t get why anyone would want to take them away from me, but then again, ORIGAMI.
There are loads more summer camps out there and I would love to go through all of them, so please do let us know if you find an interesting one. I can’t go on any further at the moment, I have a game of hide and seek to play.
-Rosalie
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Just kidding i’ll be in Stockholm 🙂
Poor kitty
Cutest/saddest/funniest thing i saw today ; I just want to pet it and give it cookies
Foreigners
Dinnertime can be a tricky occasion sometimes. One table full of people who have difficulties understanding each other. Everybody tries to speak English to the best of their ability and I sometimes have to bite my tongue as to not finish someone’s sentence for them. I have to remind myself that if I were to try to speak French for instance, I would struggle even more and I would hate it if people did that to me.
I had a moment when I thought it can be hard to talk to foreigners all day, only to remember afterwards that I am one myself and English is not my native language. I never really think of myself as a foreigner in that way and it’s a strange realisation: I am just as much of a stranger in these lands as the French people but somehow I don’t feel like a stranger at all. It makes we wonder if people can tell I am foreign, if I have little habits that give me away. Perhaps the biggest question is: Am I seen as an intruder of some sort? Are there people in England who don’t want me – or any of us – here? 
You tend to put labels on other people. They are foreign, they are something else, but you just see yourself as you. I wonder how many other labels other people may have put on me that I am not aware of.
I am not trying to make a point at all by writing this. I don’t know if I see this as a bad or a good thing, it is hardly a thing at all. but sometimes my mind wanders, and today I thought I would share it with you. That is all. To make up for my mindless mumbles, here is a picture of a shaved guinea pig, looking like a baby hippo.
– Rosalie
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How not to look shitty
Dear Rosalie,
I’m dedicating this blog message to you! Of course i don’t think you look shitty. But here are some tips to look your best upon your return! This post is also for all you monkeys out there who need so me insane beauty tips!
The internet is a great source for tips and tricks. There are so many tutorials and other beauty blogs out there. You will find inspiration for any look. Below some of my favourite tutorials to look like your favourite celebrity!
How to cover those dark circles below your eyes after yet another heavy night of partying? Or the baby that wouldn’t go to sleep. When i was younger i never had these but age and parties have taken their toll on my eyes. This trick for sure will people not notice those dark cycles any more!
Wanted a helping hand for keeping a young face and scare any possible intruders away. Kill 2 birds in one stone with this mask!
My most recent rejuvenation trick for looking 10 years younger in just under 1 hour! Get braces!
Before & After
I hope these tips will help you. Please let us know your favourite beauty tip by commenting! Looking forward to our monkeys answers. But remember, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
-Lotte
I look shitty today
My lovely monkeys,
I have news for you. I look shitty. No seriously, terrible. And you know what, I love it. I am not talking about the lazy Sunday morning, “I am not going to see anyone so it I am just keeping my sweatpants on” kind if shitty. No, I haven’t looked in the mirror to check if my trousers match my shirt in weeks.
I used to work in a store, so it was always important to look good, I couldn’t wander about with last nights make-up on, I had to keep up the good name of the brand we were selling. Going out, all my friends would look good, I was not going to be the only one not trying. Even when I was packing my bags to leave I was worried that I did not have enough space in my backpack to take all my pretty clothes. only enough room for four pairs of shoes? Torture! I will need this dress, I might want to look good sometimes!
That dress was put in to the back of my cupboard, and it is still there. the only thing I think about in the mornings is whether or not I will need an extra jumper because I might be cold. There are 10 other people living in this house, not once has anyone either looked good, or giving someone else a bad look because they didn’t, and it’s unbelievable how good that feels. People have greasy hair, stained shirts and holes in their jeans, you could smell bad and no one would care as long as they are not put off their dinner. 
Now I know, as soon as I go back home, this will all change, I will put on make up and perfume , the dress will come out of the cupboard, probably because it is the only thing i know by now that does not have some unidentifiable stain, and I will care again. That’s ok though, I don’t mind, but for now, i hope you don’t mind that my greasy hair is pulled back, and will happily get in to my comfy pants and fleece jumper. Which I have been wearing all week.
-Rosalie
Monokini Monkey 