Stuff and stuff

I don't really know what to write. Perhaps starting a blog post with those words is not conducive to writing anything of any interest to anyone.

I think that yes, I am getting older, I'm 24 this year, and I feel it in my body. My hip still aches from that concert I went to like a month ago, my skin is going ballistic, my girl cycle (see guys, I'm sensitive to your freaked out-ness by girl stuff, that's why I didn't say PERIOD or MENSTRUATION, oh OOPS, oh well deal I guess) is all over the place, I'm having some dental issues, I feel like I can't go anywhere without wearing makeup. I feel like my body isn't doing the right thing anymore - I can't just eat and eat and not care about the effects, I have to think about what I put in my mouth now.

Maybe it's the government issue pill I'm on.

On the upside, work is going well, I'm loving my new role and the new responsibilities. I know you're not supposed to blog about work, but I had a really intense scary moment on Tuesday where I thought I was going to be in the dog box massively and some co-workers helped me sort out the problem. I foresaw my little mistake causing no end of crap and it actually all came out okay.
People were like "it's your first issue of the mag, it's ok" but I really didn't want to rest on that excuse, I wanted it all perfect and right and glossy and gorgeous but I think I also have to realise that magazines don't come from one person, they come from a team of people who all have to work together well and that I should just ensure that my little piece of that puzzle is done well, and then it'll all happen the way it should.

Let's see, what else is positive? I could go on about Ian but I know it gets tiresome for people to read. I love the time we spend alone, something I was worried about when we moved in together, just the two of us, I had visions of us just getting sick of each other in our lovely little flat. But we can split, and do our own things, and then hang out together later perfectly well, which is amazing.

And here's something - we went out with our totally cool friends last night and everyone got on really really well. We have such a class act group of friends!

I must do this more, take stock and not think of the bad all the time. Noted.