A twenty something Londoner on the hunt for the best places to eat, drink and pass my time.

1 January 2014

Change what you can, accept what you can't. Hello, 2014!

First things first: happy new year! I hope everyone had a lovely holiday season. 

Mine involved copious amounts of eating, drinking, Made in Chelsea book madness, a wine-throwing incident (not thrown by me, or received by me, thank goodness) and my parents making inappropriate comments about my not knowing what a knob of butter is, nor how much counts as "a knob". Hilarious. My helping out with Christmas dinner was a not-so-subtle attempt for my parents to extend my culinary skills to make me "wife material", and I do know what a knob is now, so I'm surely on my way.

                        

                         

Saucy measurement names aside, I have had a great week off spending some quality time with family and friends. The highlight for me was finally getting the chance to see Matilda: The Musical, and we were treated to a VIP-esque theatre experience. This involved us being ushered between a reserved table in the theatre bar and our seats, some free wine, sweets, and ice cream during the interval. And, of course, great seats. All of the actors were superb, and the little girl who played Matilda took my breath away. The girl couldn't have been any older than 8, and she stole the show! I also had a lot of love for the music, apparently written by Tim Minchin. Is there anything that man can't do?

                                   

My New Year's Eve consisted of some overpriced garage wine, a particularly excitable game of ring of fire (when will student games become unacceptable? hopefully never) and a bit of Gangnam style dancing, so fun was had all around. And today consisted of a brain-melting amount of Friends and hangover food. I can't complain. Although clubs are fun to celebrate new year, you can't beat a good old-fashioned house party with some not-quite-set jelly vodka shots and that person who's desperate to push Tequila on everyone (you know who you are).

As you can probably guess, my motto for the new year is in the title. I stayed over in a friend's sister's room the other night and she had stencilled on the wall "Let us change what we can, and accept what we can't" and I couldn't stop thinking about it. Anyone who knows me KNOWS I love myself a good quotation, and this one stuck. It just makes so much sense! If you're not happy with something and you have the power to change it, do it. But on the other hand, if there's something in your life which gets you down but there isn't a darn thing you can do about it, the best thing to do is to learn to accept it. Of course, it's a very idealist quote, and idealist I'm not (I prefer to see myself as a realist, but often get called a pessimist), but it's something to aspire to. And I'm always aspiring to be better.

                                   

Acting on that motto, where do I go from here? What can I do to make 2014 a happy balance of change and acceptance?

Firstly, body image. I will change the fact I'm not feeling too jazzy about myself by hitting the gym (membership courtesy of my parents. I asked for it, in case you're wondering. It wasn't a suggestion by them). BUT I do accept that there's some things I can't change about myself *cough* MY NOSE *cough* my (lack of) chest... Unless I suddenly become rich. But let's face it, that's not going to happen.

       

Secondly, myself. My personality. I can't change myself. In the last year I've noticed I'm either super uptight, or absolutely crazy, often at the wrong times. Also, I constantly need reassurance of my ability/image/attractiveness. So, whilst I will accept that I have my weaknesses, I will try and change the way I handle things. I'm just not sure how to yet. It will be my 2014 personal project.

And finally, my job prospects. Whilst I'm very lucky to be secure in my internship until July, there is no certainty whatsoever that I will land a job afterwards, whether that be a graduate or entry-level role. This is terrifying, and could potentially leave me in a very sticky situation because I need a salary to pay my rent. In this case, I can only try my best and hope to god that my applications appeal to companies, and although it would suck beyond belief if I didn't get a role, I will (somehow) accept that what is done is done, and I can't change that. Don't be fooled, however; in between being rejected and becoming an enlightened being, I will be sobbing over the phone to my family/friends/anyone who will offer sympathy... I'll just have to hope it all works out in the end.

Enough from me. Tomorrow is back to work and back to reality. This month I'll be involved in a launch, and next month is Fashion Scout again (it seems like only yesterday I was working my first fashion week!) amongst catching up with friends and trying to keep my finances under wraps. Not to mention trying to keep warm in this generally grim weather. Is it summer yet?? Sigh.

Until next time :)
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29 December 2012

New Year's Nostalgia

Whenever the year comes to an end I automatically question every aspect of my life and decide whether the year has been a good one - in which case: yay! - or a bad one (cue plan to drown my sorrows. ASAP). Hear that? It's the sound of nostalgia, hitting me smack-bang across the face.

Despite always thinking of the negatives, this time I've found it a lot harder to do so... because the more I think about it, the more I realise this year has actually been pretty amazing. Want the reasons? Oh, go on then...
  1. I managed to finish my second year of university with a secure 2:1, and did best in a FOREIGN LITERATURE MODULE even though to this day all I could tell you was "Hello" and "Very good."
  2. I have been reassured I am not completely invisible to the opposite sex. Ahem. Moving swiftly on...
  3. I have made new friends, gotten closer to people I used to consider not so close, and gotten EVEN CLOSER to my housemates. Not much I do can surprise them now.
  4. I went on my first holiday without my parents and survived, ignoring the fact we were delayed for over a day and we were terrified we'd never make it home.
  5. I won an award for "Best Comment Writer of the Year" - which I'm still absolutely thrilled about.
  6. I was lucky enough to score an internship with the lovely Yumi & Uttam, which meant I got to live the London dream for a week and remind me exactly why I'm working my arse off writing numerous essays. And I secured some work experience for Red Bull!
  7. I discovered Twitter. And this blog.
  8. I've had a phone interview for a possible internship for after I graduate next year (still waiting to hear whether that was a massive success or epic failure).
  9. I've learned that I cannot shot Sambuca anymore. And don't even mention Tequila.
  10. I have changed my hair for the first time in about 4 years. Goodbye fringe, hello dip-dye. Whatever next?
And, d'oh, forgetting the most crazy thing to have happened this year - I got a tattoo! Me, who said I'd never ever got one, only went a flippin' got one. Phew.

So even though this year has presented challenges, and pit-falls, and moments where sometimes I just couldn't be bothered to get out of bed, all in all, I've had the time of my life!

It's crazy to think that this time next year I don't know what the heck I'll be doing (hopefully internships) or where I'll be living (London, please), but it's also very very exciting.

2013 will be the year I hand my dissertation in, graduate from university and enter the big wide world; a bright-eyed and bushy-tailed graduate... Who knows what's in store?

And the big question - will I be making any New Year's Resolutions?

Answer: only one, and that is to try and come to terms with the fact that things, most things, are completely out of my control, and there's not much I can do about them! I've learned I'm a happier person taking each day as it comes and trying to look on the bright side, so I'll try and channel this into 2013. Easier said than done, but I could do a lot worse.

Have a happy new year, everyone! 
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