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lokifanMy round-up of my 2012 resolutions:
1. Go on the TEFL course and achieve a Pass (B) at minimum.
Yes and no. I went on the TEFL course and passed, but got a basic Pass (ie a C). But then that was down to not so much lack of effort as not having an especial knack. But I did pass, and I also learnt about really trying at something I’m not naturally good at, which was definitely good for me.
2. Post a fic (not drabbles) once a month, except for the TEFL month.
AHAHAHA NO.
3. Try to keep up with my flist. Don’t feel guilty if I can’t; the reality is that even with the comms stripped out, my flist reaches ?skip=100 every day.
Yes; I didn’t always keep up but I was usually more-or-less abreast of things, and I’m much better at not being neurotic about it either way.
4. If I don’t get fit, get back to the equivalent of where I was in 2009 diet and exercise wise. (Ie a few hours of club dancing every week, lots of walking, one food indulgence a week, and making some effort to eat actual vegetables along with my Basics Range pasta sauces.)
SO. MUCH. WORSE. I am much fatter, and it is due to unhealthy eating but more to lack of exercise. And walking here in Vietnam is just... not a thing expats do much, or that anyone does much, really, except for in the early morning. Must Do Better.
5. Write 500 words a day.
Nope. I wrote 263 words a day in 2012.
6. Explore and get to know London - my area at least.
I did get to know London much better this year, especially in the Connecting Bubbles Around Tube Stations stakes. Could’ve done better, but isn’t that always the way?
7. Write six fics for Daily Deviant.
My fail, it is enormous.
8. Get a job. ANY JOB. Until then, apply for a minimum of 10 jobs a week.
I got a job! I wasn’t always applying for that minimum - not close - but whatever, because I Got A Job.
9. Accept emotionally what I know intellectually: I’m not close to my sisters anymore and it’s really better for my mental health to stop trying and just be friendly acquaintances, as siblings often are. Remember their joint habit of shitting all over me when I’m emotionally vulnerable and have specifically told them I’m vulnerable.
Yep. There are various conflicted feelings; but I had a moment of revelation in April that has really helped: that my sisters and I aren’t close not because of the hundreds of awful fights between me and my parents when I was growing up, or anything like that, but because my sisters and I have ABSOLUTELY NOTHING IN COMMON. At all. The pain of realising that I remember a childhood where we were very close, and they remember one where the two of them were very close - particularly since, you know, we were super close until I was nine and Youngest Sister was four - has also significantly lessened thanks to this. I mean, they’re often horrific to me, I’ve been horrific to them. But we’re suited to being friendly acquaintances instead of friends because WE HAVE NOTHING TO TALK ABOUT.
10. Read 50 books. Once this would have been laughably easy. Not so much any more.
Success! Fifty books precisely, including five non-fiction books. Go me!
So, overall: 6/10. Not bad.
And now my resolutions for 2013:
1. Write a fic (ie >1000 words) every month.
2. Explore and get to know Ho Chi Minh City. I’m not sure I’ll have the money to do the travel-the-region thing, which is a big shame: but I am trying to be okay with my priorities, and frankly they include awesome annual long weekend with favourite people back home > seeing Cambodia alone. Being able to see that’s maybe crazy doesn’t change what I want to do, so fuck it it’s my £1000. I can, however, see a whole bunch of awesome stuff right here, and I should explore that.
3. Pay my parents back £1000 of the debt I owe them. See if I can save an extra £1000 so I can go to Hallowe’en 2013.
4. Read fifty books. Attempt five non-fiction books, but considering most of the stuff I want to read isn’t available as an ebook, don’t sweat it.
5. Lose weight and start to go swimming once a week when I find a gym. Corollary to this: work on the fat acceptance thing. Do not give into the idea that I need to get back to my mid-2012 weight before I can ask someone out.
6. Write 3500 words a week.
7. Try to keep up with my flist. Don’t feel guilty if I can’t.
8. Make sure I am at work when Boss A can see me at least twice a week. Make actual materials and plan like a boss.
9. Get 20 000 words done on that original idea. Remember the ten years you spent writing original stories before you discovered fandom? And the odd little spurts you’ve had since? I’ll ease in, but it’s time to get that back.
10. Learn basic Vietnamese. Like, enough to have a brief conversation and ask for what I want in a shop and be able to make friendly acquaintances who don’t speak English.
See you in 2014 to see how I did!
1. Go on the TEFL course and achieve a Pass (B) at minimum.
Yes and no. I went on the TEFL course and passed, but got a basic Pass (ie a C). But then that was down to not so much lack of effort as not having an especial knack. But I did pass, and I also learnt about really trying at something I’m not naturally good at, which was definitely good for me.
2. Post a fic (not drabbles) once a month, except for the TEFL month.
AHAHAHA NO.
3. Try to keep up with my flist. Don’t feel guilty if I can’t; the reality is that even with the comms stripped out, my flist reaches ?skip=100 every day.
Yes; I didn’t always keep up but I was usually more-or-less abreast of things, and I’m much better at not being neurotic about it either way.
4. If I don’t get fit, get back to the equivalent of where I was in 2009 diet and exercise wise. (Ie a few hours of club dancing every week, lots of walking, one food indulgence a week, and making some effort to eat actual vegetables along with my Basics Range pasta sauces.)
SO. MUCH. WORSE. I am much fatter, and it is due to unhealthy eating but more to lack of exercise. And walking here in Vietnam is just... not a thing expats do much, or that anyone does much, really, except for in the early morning. Must Do Better.
5. Write 500 words a day.
Nope. I wrote 263 words a day in 2012.
6. Explore and get to know London - my area at least.
I did get to know London much better this year, especially in the Connecting Bubbles Around Tube Stations stakes. Could’ve done better, but isn’t that always the way?
7. Write six fics for Daily Deviant.
My fail, it is enormous.
8. Get a job. ANY JOB. Until then, apply for a minimum of 10 jobs a week.
I got a job! I wasn’t always applying for that minimum - not close - but whatever, because I Got A Job.
9. Accept emotionally what I know intellectually: I’m not close to my sisters anymore and it’s really better for my mental health to stop trying and just be friendly acquaintances, as siblings often are. Remember their joint habit of shitting all over me when I’m emotionally vulnerable and have specifically told them I’m vulnerable.
Yep. There are various conflicted feelings; but I had a moment of revelation in April that has really helped: that my sisters and I aren’t close not because of the hundreds of awful fights between me and my parents when I was growing up, or anything like that, but because my sisters and I have ABSOLUTELY NOTHING IN COMMON. At all. The pain of realising that I remember a childhood where we were very close, and they remember one where the two of them were very close - particularly since, you know, we were super close until I was nine and Youngest Sister was four - has also significantly lessened thanks to this. I mean, they’re often horrific to me, I’ve been horrific to them. But we’re suited to being friendly acquaintances instead of friends because WE HAVE NOTHING TO TALK ABOUT.
10. Read 50 books. Once this would have been laughably easy. Not so much any more.
Success! Fifty books precisely, including five non-fiction books. Go me!
So, overall: 6/10. Not bad.
And now my resolutions for 2013:
1. Write a fic (ie >1000 words) every month.
2. Explore and get to know Ho Chi Minh City. I’m not sure I’ll have the money to do the travel-the-region thing, which is a big shame: but I am trying to be okay with my priorities, and frankly they include awesome annual long weekend with favourite people back home > seeing Cambodia alone. Being able to see that’s maybe crazy doesn’t change what I want to do, so fuck it it’s my £1000. I can, however, see a whole bunch of awesome stuff right here, and I should explore that.
3. Pay my parents back £1000 of the debt I owe them. See if I can save an extra £1000 so I can go to Hallowe’en 2013.
4. Read fifty books. Attempt five non-fiction books, but considering most of the stuff I want to read isn’t available as an ebook, don’t sweat it.
5. Lose weight and start to go swimming once a week when I find a gym. Corollary to this: work on the fat acceptance thing. Do not give into the idea that I need to get back to my mid-2012 weight before I can ask someone out.
6. Write 3500 words a week.
7. Try to keep up with my flist. Don’t feel guilty if I can’t.
8. Make sure I am at work when Boss A can see me at least twice a week. Make actual materials and plan like a boss.
9. Get 20 000 words done on that original idea. Remember the ten years you spent writing original stories before you discovered fandom? And the odd little spurts you’ve had since? I’ll ease in, but it’s time to get that back.
10. Learn basic Vietnamese. Like, enough to have a brief conversation and ask for what I want in a shop and be able to make friendly acquaintances who don’t speak English.
See you in 2014 to see how I did!
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