<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6453365006408912927</id><updated>2011-08-05T00:09:09.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love...Blah Blah Blah!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveblahblahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6453365006408912927/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveblahblahblah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Samantha Stribbling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14664261301743697580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9pfx644jrY0/TVInu5zyyII/AAAAAAAAACs/Gnc42dJYmzc/s220/2242.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6453365006408912927.post-4589010354718527500</id><published>2011-07-28T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T19:10:05.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Over</title><content type='html'>Is it weird that every time I start a new relationship I delete all my old posts about my ex's? Is it that easy to start all over again? Got to love the internet. :) We use blogs as a portal to release frustration, express our sadness or celebrate our happiness. This post in particular...celebration of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I unexpectedly moved back to Louisville in December last year. Pretty much the first two months of living here were terrible and lonely. I went back to work part time at the Outback I was working at before I left for Lexington, not really leading much of a life. After about two months I started meeting new people and going out more and more. I was finally seeing some light at the end of the tunnel. And not to mention I had family here with me. It was almost weird to go to more than one family function in a month span. When I lived in Lexington I was so out of the loop and missing out on a lot. It's always nice to have family close by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May I got a job at a local hospital here in Louisville. I am delivering patients meals to their rooms. It's an entry level job and I bust my ass, but at least I have my foot in the door for when I finally go back to school and figure out what I want to do with my life. It's a step in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if that wasn't enough to get a new steady job...try a new steady man in my life. When working at Outback I was asked to train a new guy. His name was Tyler. He seemed pretty cool. But, hey, it was just another new person at work. Well, weeks went on and we talked a lot as we were working together and that turned into minor flirting. Someone pointed out that I might have a little thing for Tyler. I didn't really agree and denied it. Until the next time we worked together... I found myself looking at him in a different light. One night I asked if he wanted to hang out and we did. We have pretty inseparable ever since. He makes me feel so different than any other guy I have dated. He is something special for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life right now is good. I know that things can change so quickly, so I plan on enjoying it while it's here. I am excited to see what life has in store. This weekend for example me and Tyler are going camping with a big group of people. My friend Michael is going over seas soon and his wife Sarah has decided to throw him a going away party in the form of a camping trip. Even though there is a slightly large chance of rain and my ex of two years will be there, it should still be fun. I haven't been camping in over 3 years...wish me luck. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6453365006408912927-4589010354718527500?l=iloveblahblahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveblahblahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/4589010354718527500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iloveblahblahblah.blogspot.com/2011/07/starting-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6453365006408912927/posts/default/4589010354718527500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6453365006408912927/posts/default/4589010354718527500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveblahblahblah.blogspot.com/2011/07/starting-over.html' title='Starting Over'/><author><name>Samantha Stribbling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14664261301743697580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9pfx644jrY0/TVInu5zyyII/AAAAAAAAACs/Gnc42dJYmzc/s220/2242.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
