Wow

Realizing now how TERRIBLE I am at this blogging thing.

Need to stay on top of this.

The Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF) is on right now... and I feel so out of the loop! I haven't been out to a club or bar since our trip to Vegas. It was such a great time, I feel like nothing else can or will ever compare.

Met an amazing guy who (of course) lives in San Diego, which really couldn't be further away from me without being in Mexico, or on another continent. However, we've kept in touch, and I am going to visit. I've never been to California, but have always said I'd love to live there, so this is a good reason to finally get out there and see why people love it so much.

The cheerleading season essentially starts today. I'm looking forward to it but am also nervous for the amount of material I have to come up with over the next month...

Running out the door shortly. Til next time.

fashion obsession

I've never considered myself one who knows anything about fashion. I like to follow it, I like looking at magazine ads, I think I can pick up on trends... but I've never been one to wear super-trendy things, or follow the latest fads. (except for the obvious ones - skinny jeans, uggs, etc)

Lately, however, I have been obsessed! I am following lookbook daily to catch up on the latest, and I find myself buying things that I never would have worn before (ie. cotton/spandex floral print skirt). It's a very uplifting development in my life... too bad it costs money. One comment I do have about one trend I've noticed: what's with the ankle socks and heels? Nay a fan. There's a reason why they're open-toed or strappy - to show skin. Je n'aime pas.

Until next time, when a good rant pops into my head.

SL

Hating on TL

Just did my morning reading (blogs, obvi) and found that one of my favourite celebloggers hates Taylor Lautner.

WHY? He's so hot, and if he wasn't 18, I may have stalked him to Vancouver during filming of the Twi movies. Sure, the acting isn't so hot, but aside from Brad Pitt, Hollywood hotties are way better with their mouths closed anyway. Major hearts for this one.

What to do today? The greatest part of my job is sleeping in, but then I do nothing all day long. I guess I COULD go for a swim, as I stepped on the scale yesterday and almost hung myself in the bathroom... this winter weight is killing my life. Florida in April, Mexico in June. Bikini bikini bikini. I refuse to be the DUFF. I think I just came up with my mantra to help me stop eating junk food and lazing around! Hurray!

Till next time.

Stop talking about Lost.

I need a chance to actually freaking WATCH it first! The overload of people loving on Lost is amazing, but I need to basically stay off the internet if I don't want to spoil it before I watch it.

On another note, I finally finished the season 4 finale of Dexter. WHAT?! I couldn't believe that ending. I cried. I wept, actually. And I don't even like that character that much! I don't think anyone really reads my blog yet, so I guess it's safe to write a bit about it. And hopefully anyone who cares has caught up by now...

Anyway, I digress. Had an unbelievable weekend in London visiting my old stompin' grounds (pretty sure my grandpa said that). Lots of friends and cocktails seemed to do wonders for my self-esteem... been doing too much Seth Cohen-esque wallowing in self-doubt.

My new years resolution should have been more self-centered. Rewrite: live my life for me.

Done.

Allow me to introduce myself...

Hello everyone!

I decided to start blogging for a few reasons. One: I find I have way too many thoughts in my head most of the time. Two: I miss writing. Three: Some people say I'm interesting and sometimes, even funny. Four: I think it's cool that you can have your own place for your thoughts, even if no one reads them. Five: I've had just about the worst 6 months possible; in retrospect, if I'd had a blog sooner, it probably would've helped.

Here's a little about me. I'm a 24 year old female from a medium-sized town. I recently moved back home with my mom, grandmother, 22 year old brother and 13 year old sister. Need some time to get back on my feet after the aforementioned 6 months (which was really more like 3 years when you consider the financial repercussions).

I hope you will enjoy reading my ponderings on life... if you don't, oh well.

SL