Well here it comes. New year has roled around yet again, and I'm becoming increasingly alarmed by the fact that the older I get the faster this seems to happen. Plus I appear to have done fuck all of great importance over the past year. Hell I'm only 27, in 10 years time new year will have come around in the space of a fortnight and my grandest acheivement will have been getting out of bed!
I'm currently watching Bridget Jones Diary, a stiring and wonderful call to arms for floundering women the world over! And like our Bridget I have decided to pull my finger out, and take controle of my life! So here are my resolutions for the new year!
1 - Will loose a shit load of weight, finally feel comfortable about my body. Will no longer feel self consious about stretch marks or the odd patch of celulite, if I was ment to look like Heidi Klumb I'd be stupid! Will stop reading fashion magasines, they are the work of the devil!
2 - Will take controle of my finances and stop panicing every time a bill comes through the door. Will be finantialy responcible, organised and at least remember what the fuck I've paid and what I havent!
3 - Will get laid at some point in the next year!
4 - Will finally meet the man who lives in america with whom I've been having an online fling for a good long while... hopefully combining points 3 and 4.
5 - Will trane the cat not to shit in the sink two minutes before I have a bath! (Every bloody time!)
6 - Will stop living exclusivly for my son, and resolve to get a life of my own. Being a single parent is not exclusivly for sad reclusives with shit machine cats!
