Have plenty of sensible things to say - or rather, plenty of angry observations to make - but am borrowing this from Kat's blog to fill a few moments of boredom.
20 Years Ago (1988):
1) 6 years old, life was about chocolate, maths, and playing Elastics at school
2) I was a Brownie who hated being a Brownie, and regularly escaped over the wall to play in a friend's garden
3) My teacher was Mrs Fewings. We had 'nap time' after lunch. I miss nap time.
4) I inherited my brother's denim jacket and wore it endlessly
10 Years Ago (1998):
1) 16 years old, life was about chocolate, maths, and playing Hockey at school
2) I discovered, thanks to GCSE design and technology, that I was good at woodwork. And useless at sewing.
3) I wanted to go to King's College, Cambridge, and study Maths.
4) I wore enormous glasses and the beach-style surfer's clothes
5 Years Ago (2003):
1) 21 years old, life was about chocolate, literature, and rowing at university
2) I discovered South America and promptly fell in love
3) I reviewed hotels and apartments in London and was paid for the efforts
4) I wore black. A lot. Including a particularly awesome black tailcoat.
3 Years Ago (2005):
1) I was 23, life was about chocolate, literature, and rowing at university
2) Deciding I needed to do something with my life, I went to Oxford for a Masters. In Women's Studies. Hm.
3) Bought tickets for the Monaco F1 GP but never went
4) I lived in my Linacre hoodie.
1 Year Ago (2007):
1) I was 25, life was about chocolate, literature, and dreaming about the Philippines
2) I discovered the Philippines and promptly fell in love
3) I took a job in Hong Kong in order to be near the Philippines, and get some stability in my life
4) Being around beaches for much of the year, I wore bikinis. A lot.
So Far this Year:
1) Life is about chocolate, literature, and escaping Hong Kong
2) I spend most of my days dreaming about where I could go in the future - Russia and Uganda currently top the list
3) I am as single as I was when I was 6 years old
4) I am trying to start work as a writer, after thinking about doing this since I was 6 years old
Yesterday:
1) I went into work, and the loathed the very core of everybody related to the office
2) I coughed and wheezed my way through a friend's 30th birthday, and ate far too much carrot cake
3) I cooked gnocchi for the first time ever
4) I read about Mongolia and Kazakhstan and had wonderful dreams
Today:
1) I took the day off work before I killed one of the blighters I have to teach
2) Cleaned the apartment thoroughly for the first time in weeks
3) Held an adorable fluffy black puppy and thought of the day I will have one
4) Panicked because when writing my 'to do' list I ran out of paper
In the next year:
1) I will find a purpose for my existence
2) Go to Africa - ideally Uganda - and, after a year of utter fakeness in HK, rediscover reality
3) Give up on ever finding a guy I can put up with
4) Live life. Because what else is one to do with it.
