I've been avoiding doing this post since Saturday for one reason and one reason only - I didn't know what I wanted my New Years Resolution/s to be. Well today, I finally decided.
Resolution #1: I will not have a single gain between now and the time of my birthday.
I turn 21 on the 15th September. I'm deliberately not stating a specific amount of weight that I would like to lose before then because when goals aren't met it just results in disappointment. Instead I am resolving to simply have no gains. If I lose or stay the same then great.
Resolution #2: I will be better with my finances.
This involves setting out a budget and sticking to it, starting to pay off some of my debts and that way, hopefully, I can start to decrease my overdraft before I graduate.
Resolution #3: I will be more organised and pro-active with uni work.
I make this resolution at the beginning of every term, but after the near-breakdown of last term I'm hoping something has clicked in my brain and I can start to do reading/essays as they're set, as opposed to the day before they're due.
Resolution #4: I will stop biting my nails...
...as of NOW. Its unattractive and unpleasant and my hands look gross because of it. I've always bitten my nails, always, just once I would like to have nice hands.
Other mini resolutions include moisturising and taking care of my skin, reading more books, watching more films, and visiting more places.
I'll keep you posted on how it all goes.
Monday, 3 January 2011
Ok, so the title of this post may seem overly angry and pessimistic, even for me. But I assure you I have good reason to be so bitter.
'What,' you may ask, 'what could possibly be so bad that you could possibly hate the whole of humanity?'
Well, I'll tell you.
Bluewater in the sales!!!!!
Bluewater...ahhh Bluewater. For those of you who are unfamiliar with this establishment, it is the giant shopping centre located near the Dartford Bridge...and it is hell on Earth at the best of times. As its located around ten minutes from my Dad's house its been a regular haunt of mine since I was 14, when I moved over here from Essex. It's seen as something prestigious, the jewel in the crown of Kent. Because, lets face it, what else have we got going for us? Often, when trying to describe to someone where my Dad lives (ie, in the arsehole of nowhere), I have used the phrase 'It's near Bluewater', to which I invariably recieve a response like 'Oooh, aren't you lucky, I love Bluewater, its lovely there!' Which I'm sure it would be, had I not spent every weekend for about five years there, as well as working there five days a week while I was in my first year of 6th Form. Now I hate it. Just the name of the place brings me out in a cold sweat.
Like I said, Bluewater, to me, is diabolical on the best of days. The only time I can stand going is at about 11am on a weekday morning, or late on a weekday evening. And never, ever, will I step foot in the place between November 15th and February 1st. Today, I made an exception. Not only did I go to Bluewater during this dreaded 'festive' period, but I went on a bank holiday at 3pm. As soon as the bus got stuck in traffic when we were only halfway there I knew it was a mistake of epic proportions. Only once I got there did I realise that the cocking VAT goes up tomorrow and the whole place was filled with absolute lunatics running around with a mad gleam in their eyes, buying things that they don't really need before they have to pay an extra 2.5% that they won't really notice they've paid. I had to queue for twenty minutes in M&S to buy a pair of leggings because the whole place was filled with middle-aged women stocking up on twinsets and bemoaning the 'tory scum government' for jacking up the VAT.
(No comment on that little gem except BLAME LABOUR!)
Anyway, back to my anger...I am a person who won't sale-shop. I would literally rather pay full-price than go raking through racks and racks of clothes looking for something remotely attractive in my size that I'll never wear. I just cannot be bothered with it. The other 40 million people in Bluewater today did not share this view, and they were getting in my way, taking up my time and making me very irate. Particularly the ones who had brought their poor children along with them, because the brats just scream the whole time and make everyone else miserable as well as the long-suffering parents. LEAVE THEM AT HOME. All this for the sake of buying something that you will never use/wear/look at again, for 20% less than it was before. Its madness and it makes me angry.
*breathes deeply*....Right, rant over.
Now, for the reason I went to aforementioned hell-hole in the first place....Nandooooo's! :) I met Danielle and went for dinner and a catch-up, which was lovely. I also managed to battle my way through the crowds in Paperchase (best shop ever!) to buy a shiny new notebook to track in - day one of Weight Watchers 2011 starts here. Obviously I went massively over at Nando's - thats a given - but having just added up everything I've eaten today I've come in having used 25 of my weekly points. Given the amount I ate, thats not bad! After the gain over Christmas I'm now on 43 points a day, plus my 49 weekly points. I won't be going to any meetings until I get back to uni and start going to the Wednesday morning meetings in Canterbury, but as thats only two weeks away I'm hoping I can keep myself on the wagon until then. I can't believe I've been stuck in the same stone, bouncing up and down, since August. Its getting to be beyond a joke now! Plus I have a wedding to go to on the 19th January and it would be nice if I could ditch at least half a stone by then. Its just under a month so I don't think thats too ambitious - we'll have to see.
Sunday, 2 January 2011
Hey guys, happy new year!
This will be a very quick update from me as there really isn't a lot to be told at the moment! I saw 2011 in in true drunken style in Canterbury, with four girls from school. We got very drunk, danced like idiots, and then crashed at my house. It was a thoroughly enjoyable evening! I'm now back at dads house and have literally done nothing since I got back at 11am yesterday morning. Literally, I haven't even got out of my PJs. I have, however, resisted the urge to stuff my face, despite the masses of leftover Christmas chocs that are all over the house. I haven't been tracking as such, but I've been sensible.
One thing I did do yesterday was weigh myself - OUCH! Two weeks of Christmas over-indulgence has resulted in a somewhat dramatic weight gain, always a problem! I'm planning to be back on track properly as of tomorrow, that includes tracking meals and everything else. And once I'm back in Canterbury I will be heading to the Wednesday morning meetings to keep me going because something has got to give!
I'm off now to indulge myself in my new-found CSI addiction (I am actually in love with Grissom - what an absolute babeeee. Fit Older Man. Yum.)
Signing off for now, but I hope 2011 is treating you well!