Number one: calling yourself a blogger when you only write blog posts once every few months haha fuck those guys haha.
Anyway, I feel like I have to end 2018 with a post in my true fashion. By telling you about things that get on my tits and asking you to stop doing them. And nobody is going to listen anyway, so watch this space for the exact same post, word for word, in 12 months. There’s a lot of swearing in this one, hold tight.
Disclaimer: when I say ‘we’ or ‘us’ or ‘our’ throughout this post, I don’t mean myself because, of course, I’m not a fucking idiot. I mean u man.
1] Filming our generosity Read more
Happy New Year, I say in the middle of January.
I was AWOL for a long, long time. A time in which I rapidly grew, though sadly only in mind, and not in height, but it’s alright because I made up for that by buying platforms in the sales. I suddenly had a bunch of shit to talk about but I realised I can’t really shitpost before talking about the new year because that would be a real debbie-downer way to start 2018 off. So, here I am, telling you that NEW YEAR NEW ME, except not really because I started doing all this in about November last year. You know why? Because I’m a stubborn mule and I didn’t want to say I changed on January 1st.
But anyway, I found these big ass notebooks on the clearance shelf in WHSmith and it really inspired me to get my shit together, especially because, being the hoarder I am, I bought two and had to justify doing so. The first post I wrote was, of course, my new years resolutions – which are different from my 2018 goals, so watch this space. The good thing about these resolutions is that, ignoring the last one, they can be taken on board by pretty much anyone. Hope you consider these cos I’m on the path to complete wellness and hope you can join me on this wild ride xxxxxxxxxx
2016 was a bit of a shitstorm, to say the least. And we’re either going to let this asshole of a year barge its way into 2017, or we can say our farewells and leave it behind.
December is the transition month, and thankfully it tries so hard to round our shitty years off on a good note. Here’s to appreciating all the work December does for us, you da real MVP.
Obviously. Christmas lights in London give me all the feels. Christmas movies, Christmas jumpers, Christmas music in Tesco, Christmas drinks everywhere. Although to be honest the Starbucks eggnog latte is horrendous. Don’t buy it.
2. Cold, wind and rain
Bad weather means you have an excuse to stay indoors and say no to everybody who wants to go out. But some of us genuinely like the rain and an all round dark atmosphere, whether we’re goths or we like that it increases the cozy factor. Or both. Thanks Winter. But no thanks for the 5am ice scraping. And please, no snow.
3. Big Fat Quiz of the year
Honestly, it’s the best thing about winter and I look forward to it all year.
4. Boxing day sales
Because?????? Waking up on a cold morning, no work to do, no commitments, just open up your laptop and start buying things you don’t need with money you don’t have. Or, if you’re an animal, you can leave your house and slither through the smallest gaps in Westfield like the rat that you are. That was mean. I hate clothes shopping, and clothes shopping on boxing day is the fourth circle of hell. Read more
Hello. New years are a time of reflection and turning over a new leaf, “new year, new -” no I’m kidding, New Years don’t mean a thing to me. Time is a man made concept and is just a way to group together all the sunrises and sunsets and everything in between, simply for an easy way to recall memories and make plans. I therefore do not see a new calendar as the ending of one period of time and the start of another. My life is continuous, not made up of discrete units thank you, and until you create a physical door for me to shut out all of the previous year, I’ll continue to live as such.
But having said that, it’s a great way for people to reflect on the previous year; what changes have occurred and what has stayed the same, what friends you have lost, known by the number of “Happy new year” texts you receive from unsaved numbers (fortunately I’m too much of a loner for that to happen to myself). But to me, January the 1st is just another day and I don’t do any more reflecting than I would do on a normal day. But I hope you all stayed safe and didn’t do anything stupid on the last day of 2015, and if you have new years resolutions, I hope you stick to them! I don’t have any, I don’t plan to do anything differently except uni-related things that are only in place because of the new semester, rather than the new year. I want to do things because I feel it is the right time to do them, or because I have the will and the means to – not because of a promise I made to 2016! Anyway, moving on from my gloominess.