One of my favourite bloggers, Fatty McCupcakes, nominated me for this, and I am totally up for that challenge!
Of course, like challenge, there are rules:
- No cheating. (It must be your first post. Not your second post, not one you love…first post only.)
- Link back to the person who tagged you
- Copy and paste your old post into a new post or reblog your own bad self. (Either way is fine but NO editing.)
- Put the hashtag #MyFirstPostRevisited in your title.
- Tag five other bloggers to take up this challenge.
- Notify your tags in the comment section of their blog
- Feel free to cut and paste the badge to use in your post.
- Include the rules in your post.
My nominees are:
I can still kind of remember writing this first post. I wasn’t on WordPress yet, but another horrible blogging website that crashed every 5 minutes until I decided to finally choose a different host site a few months later. I’m glad I made the move because otherwise, I wouldn’t have met all of you lovely people! I had just quit one of my jobs and was searching for meaning in life. I felt lost and confused, and I needed an outlet for those emotions. I never had any intention of anyone reading what I was writing, having followers never even crossed my mind. I think that’s why with each new follow, even almost 2 years later, my heart does a little happy dance and I think to myself “oh wow! Someone new!” It’s pretty great guys.
So here it is, from my post on August 26, 2015, entitled “No Love for Fatties”.
I’ve decided to pick a topic a day to write about. Maybe having only one thing each day to write about will inspire me to write more. I also look at blogging as a sort of therapy – it’s a way to unwind and work through some issues that might be bothering me.
So today’s topic is ME! Where else would I start?
I chose to call this blog “No Love for Fatties” for mainly one reason. It’s how I see my life. I’m a pretty large girl in today’s unrealistic standards, but for the most part I’m ok with that.
I’ve never really pitied myself in how I look. I’ve always had supportive friends who love me for who I am on the inside not how I look on the outside. I’m curvalicious and I love it! I’ve never hated my body like some girls do. I’ve accepted that it is who I am, and I work on it from time to time as the mood strikes me.
I haven’t always been big, but for the majority of my life I have been. When I was born, my mom said she had the doctors weigh me twice just to make sure they had the correct number! I was only one ounce less than my older brother but at least half the size. Long and slim! What a way to start! For the next 5-6 years of my life I was an average child in the weight department. Then in grade 1 I came down with whooping cough. It’s not the most pleasant of things to have. I don’t really remember it, but I’ve heard stories from my family. I missed almost 30 straight days of school. Because I was throwing up every time I coughed (which was often) my body was clinging to all the food it could get. Once I was over the illness, my body still held on to everything and apparently I “ballooned” out. So from that point forward I was the chubby one.
It didn’t really hit me until about grade 7 that I was really “fat”. I wasn’t teased or anything at school. I had friends, a normal life and everything was pretty kosher. But as most pre-teen girls do, I started to notice the difference between me and the other skinny girls in my school. I was also the quiet one. Luckily for me, my dad retired when I was in grade 7 and we moved from our small town at the start of grade 8. Moving to a much bigger city scared me to death! My mom told me one important thing: “No one knows you at this school. You can be whoever you want.” I took that advice to heart and started to gain confidence in myself. From the very beginning I put myself out there, made friends and thrived in the new environment. I expressed my opinions freely (sometimes a little too freely if you ask my teachers) and I started to really enjoy being a teenager.
I didn’t get into drugs or alcohol while I was in high school. Instead I joined the debate team (I get to talk and no one can interrupt me?!) and the social activism club. I wanted to be just like Craig Keilburger from “Free the Children” and began my path to succeed in the non-profit world. By the time I reached university, I was a regional bronze level debater and leader of the activism club. I majored in politics and religion and jumped in with both feet. I didn’t continue with my clubs in university. I had a full time table plus part time work and outside volunteer commitments which kept me busy.
I graduated with my double major, and had no idea what to do next. I applied, of course, to Free the Children. I made it through three rounds of interviews, but after the 3rd one didn’t get any further. This might have been the best thing for me. Since I had no job, and my sublet was up at the end of August, I quickly had to find a new way to support myself. I applied to various different jobs and eventually was offered a job teaching English in South Korea.
WHAT A THRILL RIDE! It took all summer (July-October) but I finally had all my papers in order. I left early November for my one year contract. Because I look very much “white”, with my pale skin and reddish blonde hair, I had a great time. I was treated with respect and kindness even from strangers on the street. I finished my contract and came home (I’ll save that story for another post). I did the only thing possible after such a year and applied to teacher’s college. Being accepted to all schools but 1, I headed back to my alma mater for another year of study. Graduated and now here I am.
I’ve been out of school for two years now. Still with no full time employment on the horizons. You could blame the strike that is currently happening in Ontario, but really it’s the way the hiring practices are set up. Doing daily supply isn’t sufficient for anyone who has any sort of debt to live off of, but you don’t want to get another full time job to balance out since you’d be missing supply days to do it. I’ve been applying like crazy to anything and everything I can. Hopefully with a full time job coming up soon! But again, we’ll tackle that conversation in another post when something comes up.