New year. New resolutions.

I appear to have fallen off the blogging bandwagon, having been caught up in a whirlwind of Christmas present buying and wrapping, and decorating and celebrating. And eating, given my expanding waistline. And now, with the new year entering us into yet another decade, I have crashed back down to reality with the realisation that I have somewhat neglected everything non-Christmas related for the past month.

And so, having finally had my new years dinner (on the second I must add), I feel now that I can let go of the festive period, dust myself off and embark upon a new years resolution list.

It is as follows:

Number one on the list is to not abandon my blog. I intend to post every day if possible; or, failing that, as much as I can.

Number two is to read more: since graduating, I feel I have not done my literature degree justice as I have read very few novels if I'm honest, instead preferring to read the likes of Vogue and Grazia. First on my list is to finish Heller's Something Happened, followed by The Philosophy of Andy Warhol and Darkness at Noon. I then want to re-buy Breakfast at Tiffany's (having lent (and never gotten back) my unread copy to my ex-boss) and read that.

Number three, which should probably be number one in reality, is to keep looking every day for a new job. As much as I love my job in Office and my 35% discount, and as much as I'm hoping they keep me on, I need something to bring in the pennies and pay the rent every month. And for that I am willing to sacrifice my sanity for a lovely 38 hours a week.

Number four is to apply for my MA in fashion journalism in London. Enough said.

Number five is to keep sending out applications for internships and journalism placements in order to build up my portfolio and get as much experience as I can before I embark upon my grand plan to take down Wintour.

Number six is to always have fresh flowers in my house (bought by either myself or, more preferably, the boy).

Number seven is to save, save, save to pay off my horrific overdraft and actually get to London.

Number eight, again one of the big ones, is to shed my holiday lbs, plus a few extra just for good measure. In order to do so, I plan to join a gym and go five times a week.

Number nine is to buy a metro pass, as I waste many stirling pounds spending £1.90 (or the new, inflated price of £2.10) on a return ticket every day when a month's pass is a mere 25 sheets.

So there you have it. A simplified list of all the things I plan on doing to make this year better than the last. In all fairness, last year wasn't one of my greatest. My financial crisis meant I couldn't go to Glastonbury or Leeds, and meant I had virtually no money for 3/4's of the year. I lost a few friends and I lost my last job. However, 2010 was also a year for many amazing things too, which balances it all out. It was the year I practically toured Britain, visiting Cambridge, Nottingham, Manchester, York, Edinburgh, Watford, Leeds and London. I also flew transatlantic to New York, which pretty much made my life and made me realise that, at some point, I definitely do want to live there. It was the year the boy and I moved into a sexy flat and it was the year I managed to get all the Glastonbury tickets I was required to. I also saw Michael Flatley, Jamie T, Marina, John Cooper Clarke, Russell Brand, Crystal Castles, Wolfmother, and many more that I cannot think of off the top of my head.

And so I'm hoping 2011 will be much more amazing than 2010. I cannot wait for Glastonbury and I plan on travelling at some point. The boy and I are contemplating going to Sziget and visiting Budapest and parts of Germany en route home. 2011 is the year of the royal wedding, and so I am totally going to London to wave my union jack flag in celebration.

Hopefully this year I will keep my resolutions. Fingers crossed...