Hi Blog!!

It's been so long!
This always seems to happen to me. I'm not even surprised anymore.
Here's what's new:
I have a new job. It's way better than the daycare, and I actually like it (even though it doesn't have the slightest bit to do with my History degree).

I have this weird obsession with these dudes...

I love boybands. Forever and always. It'll be a part of  me for all time. And I totally don't mind.
I don't really know what else to say at the moment.
Another post down. I guess I'll remember I have this blog again in another year!
The End.

Told Ya So

Awhile back, this post to be exact, I said that Florent Amodio was a skater to watch. I called him my Evan Lysacek of the Vancouver Olympics. Here's what that means...

During the 2006 Torino Olympics, I said (and posted on my blog at the time) that Evan would be a force to be reckoned with in 2010. I said that he would totally win the gold.

Well guess what? My Florent prediction is also coming true. I said that he is an excellent skater and that he is definitely one to watch. I said he would be kicking butt in the near future.

And I was right. Flo became the European champion this past weekend. And he kicked serious butt on the Grand Prix circuit earlier this season. I told you so :)

I keep doing this

Every single time I say that I am going to get out of this somehow self-imposed exile I keep getting into, I fail. It's too easy to just go to work and then come sit at home and read. But that sure isn't going to get me anywhere. Why should my friends want to see me when I'm such a loser?

I'm so bad at blogging

If this were as easy to keep up with as twitter, I would be posting a whole lot more often. I really need to get back to this.

I work at a daycare. It's nuts. I spend my days with 1 and 2 yr olds, fighting off bites, and tantrums. I change diapers and I open tons of gerber graduates meals. Even though I do all of those stressful and unexciting things, I do like my job. The kids are all sweet and adorable at least some of the time. They all love me.

It feels nice to have someone tell you look pretty or smell good. The only people who EVER tell me that are under the age of 4, but it still feels really special. They are always excited to see me, and they always compliment me in some way. Even though it's just the way they are, it is nice to hear compliments once in awhile. That's how interesting my life is now, with the only males telling me i look good being under the age of 4.

It's weird, I'll be forever alone, but it's life currently. There's hopefully someone out there attracted to me who is closer to my age, but I can wait. I'm only 22, and there's hopefully more time.

Day 30 - My favorite song at this time last year

My favorite song hasn't changed in years. I'm weird like that, I guess.

Day 29?- A song from my childhood.

I'm so embarrassed I didn't finish this sooner...
This song is from my childhood because my mom had a cassette tape of the soundtrack. My sister and I used to listen to it all the time. Once, we accidently recorded ourselves singing over the real songs. Oops...

I'm back!

We finally got decent internet at my house, so now I am able to update this again!

This summer, I did almost nothing other than be a big mess of uncontrollable anxiety. Trying to find a job has been so incredibly stressful. It didn't help that my parents were trying so hard to force me into taking any job out there. I don't want to just immediately give up on the major I just spent 4 years earning a degree for. My parents have been stressing me out so much that I probably gave myself stomach ulcers.

Another thing about this summer is that I pretty much avoided all of my friends. It wasn't something I did consciously, but it somehow happened. I think I felt like too much of a failure to want to acknowledge it. I avoided people in general, just because I didn't want to deal with people continuously asking me what I was going to do with my life now that I'm out of school.

The next time I update this, it will be more positive. I promise.