Cold but optimistic.

December is a new month and therefore time to turn the page and write something NEW, something a little more positive perhaps? One can try. I am quite aware my posts are more on the macabre side than a sunny happy one, but who is happy all the time and if they are, it isn't legal.

I am two assignments down and roughly about six more to go. I felt a little uplifted by finally cracking my workload into workable amounts and then getting it done and actually feeling PROUD was a fleeting moment of warmth. However, it's about time I got cracking on my next piece about the Tragic Muse and eighteenth century art (feel free to give me ALL the answers on a lovely little postcard). So much work takes your mind off more dreadful things at this time of year. Christmas is a time of witty anecdotes to hide the less festive cheer you may feel. Fairy lights has masked any of my not-so-festive cheer and I am smiling and being positive even in the face of so much snow. Not going to the library this week has really made me suffer and made me think that if I was not trying in vain to complete a Masters, then I would be really struggling to not DO anything academic. Quite crushing really.

Work experience with old kids starts next week. I am really looking forward to it actually as it will be another step in the right direction really although I might have to read a couple of books so it looks like I know what I'm doing.

Fingers crossed.