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.