"Lick your lips and f*ck suicide"

New Years Eve (and the last party ever) at the Designersblock in Shoreditch = fun, fun fun!

I had an amazing holidays, with my parents and sister in town. They came to London for my Master's graduation ceremony and stayed for Christmas. We spent the time seeing pretty things, eating delicious things, and talking about important things. It was so nice, and the two weeks off from regular life and job hunting really rejuvenated me after the bleakness of my autumn. I feel like I have very little to show for the last few months; nothing really, except some new friendships, some good runs, a completed PhD application, and a general settling-in to the new flat: progress that should represent a month or two, not a whole season.

In the days after my family's sad departure, I found myself slowly regressing back toward the unhealthy emotional/expectational rut of the autumn. But I can't let myself go back there, and I won't. I have to look forward, be productive, and make the year ahead as good as it can possibly be. I have to maintain a healthy mindset and foster a positive outlook. I will get a job, I will get my work visa, I will figure out what I want to do and where I want to be, and I won't be miserable.

Alright, 2010 - surprise me! I'm ready.