Happy 2010, my loves!!!  I hope your hangovers are being kind.  Supposedly Diet Coke from McDonald’s has medicinal powers on the brown bottle flu– really whatever works for you: Taco Bell, Pepto-Bismal, staying in bed all day, a gun…

This year is set up to be the best ever.  Four months in Germany, come back and turn 21, then only two semesters of college left?  Yes, please.  I’m not quite sure how I feel about New Year’s resolutions– I’m not exactly the “If you want to change your life, don’t wait til January!” type person, but I also haven’t ever kept a resolution to date that I can remember.  But in the spirit of blogging, I will now put some down and check back in a few months on my progress. 

MY 2010 RESOLUTIONS: (holy balls I just realized that this is also the start of a new decade and this time NEXT decade I’ll be 30.  Hyperventilation.  Do you know how many of my friends are going to get married and have kids in the next ten years?  I’M probably going to get married– dont worry, no kids– WEEEEEEIIIIIRRRRDDDD.)

1. Stop swearing so much.  I curse/swear/cuss a LOT.  I should probably stop.  At least in mixed company.  Or at least stop having the F-bomb be the first word I say pretty much every morning (I actually tried to monitor that and it is fact.)

2. I ALWAYS am trying to lose weight– in a constant quest to wake up one morning with Gisele’s body.  So far this hasn’t really worked out for me.  So uh, I guess resolution #2 will be to work out more.  Or at all.  Even just like a brisk walk around the block on every full moon.  Baby steps.

3. Give at least one compliment a day.  Contrary to popular belief, I am not a heinous bitch, I just often avoid conversation with others.  Often I have thoughts about people “Oh wow, cute sweater” or “Her hair doesn’t look like complete shit today” but don’t vocalize them.  Whenever people give me compliments I think WOW nicest person ever, thank you– yet I don’t do it for others.  So I will try.  Even if it’s “Your face doesn’t look like it’s been horribly burned” which YES I’ve said in actual conversation to a person I thought was cute.  It didn’t translate well.

4. Get me one of them boyfriend things.  Yep people, it’s time.  Brittney has had over a year to sow her wild oats around the greater Eastern Iowa area, but it’s time to settle down.  I’d like to think I’m a fabulous girlfriend, and since I’m gonna be a “senior” and stuff, soon to “graduate” and hopefully find “steady employment,” someone to share the ride would fit nicely.  (This one is post-study abroad, of course.  Not that I’m opposed to any Hans or Franz becoming smitten with me– who could blame them– but I’m generally not looking for monogamy in ze Motherland.)

Can four be enough?  The chances that even one of these will happen are quite remote (okay, the working out more actually will because when I get back to Iowa City it’s peak running outside weather and I really enjoy that.)  I supposed #5 should be find an internship but that’s LAME and it reminds me of the goals we make for class and WHO CARES because sandwich making and drug dealing are really all I aspire to in life anyway.