Why won't you call me love?

I realised the other day that Australian's have quit calling me "love" or "darl". After I started thinking about it, I've heard it a few times, by strangers, of course. For those of you back home who don't know; it's something that you call mostly girls, and it does NOT mean that they actually worship the ground you walk on, it's just something they say in a few situations; for example when someone needs to walk past you and they need you too move an inch or two, they might say; "Excuse me, love". Or if you buy something at the supermarket, the cashier might say "Will that be all, darl?" or "Have a nice day, love".

Anywho, this was not supposed to be an Australian lesson. The reason why I brought this up was because, as I said, not many people have been calling me that lately, and I wonder; have I become "aussiefied"? Do I not anymore look like I am lost and don't really know English? I guess that would be a GOOD reason for it; that I no longer look like I don't have a clue what I'm doing.

It may also be because I actually have FRIENDS now that I go shopping with, and I think it's mostly lonely little girls they call "love" or "darl". :P

Another reason would be that I have gone fat and ugly, lol, which would make it less probably to be called an affectionate name. I don't know, you tell me. ;)

Speaking of that; I am starting to feel this age crisis, not really that I have all these things that I want to do, but feel like I don't have time for; no no, it's the opposite; I am living it, baby! *haha*
It's more that I can feel that the age is taking out its price. NO, I am not obsessed with looks, especially not my own. BUT I am very interested ni my health, making sure I physically feel good (mentally is another question, as if I would ever feel good MENTALLY :P ).

It is starting to come to my attention that, what used to be evenly spread out throughout my body, has now decided to aggregate around my bowel. It wobbles. God. Why? Also, I can barely fit into my bras anymore so I have to buy new ones. And I SO hate buying bras. It feels like none of the pants fit me anymore and I keep trying to eat less, and I DO, but it simply doesn't help. I keep going to the gym three times a week and go for long walks on the beach once a week. But it DOESN'T HELP..

Someone told me that if you are a woman between 25 and 30 and you stay fit, you will stay fit for the rest of your life... So..now I have 2 years left to become fit and then FIVE years to ACTIVELY TRY to stay fit. Yey for me..

Also, my feet have been playing tricks on me lately, so I have bought new shoes, threw the old ones out, and I think I'm gonna stop wearing these weird thongs they've got down-under. The thing is that my right foot hurts when I stretch it out, just around the heel. And NOW they LEFT one is starting the new trend. SUCKER.

My knee is of course not healed completely yet, so it sometimes decides to bump out here and there and make me look like a complete retard.
A friend of mine has funnel syndrome, or whatever it's called, and now I am starting to believe that I have it too. The symptoms are that you have extreme pain just below your wrist and it's mostly caused by using the computer too much or similar activities. What happens is that you have tendons that are located physically too close to eachother than on a normal person (see, now I know I am not normal) and when you use them "too much" they swell and start grinding at eachother. HOW LOVELY IS THAT?

It might also be that I go mental every time I go for Body Combat class at the gym. :P Seriously, if someone I dislike come into that room during that class, I can't promise that I won't beat the sh-t out of him. :P
Aaaaah, the release of frustration. :)