Past you has a lot to answer for. Getting that questionable fringe that took years to grow out in year 9, leaving study prep to the last minute, and now having the genius idea to go vegan for January.
Whether you’ve always wanted to try going vegan or made the decision at 11.58pm on New Year’s Eve, now is the time when your saintly decision to help animals the world over is seeming more like a prolonged way of torturing yourself.
I don't know about you, but to say I overindulged over Summer is a rather large understatement. End of term celebrations were enjoyed in earnest (prompting concerned nearest and dearest to question how I'd got to the age of 23 without knowing my limits), and a few well-placed August holidays were enough to throw me well and truly off the health wagon.
Enrolling onto a grad scheme that claims to offer you responsibility from day one and has at least 5 hoops to jump through before being offered a position is the next logical step for any self-respecting millennial grad.
Remember when you were seven and a great Saturday night involved choosing from your mate's Disney collection (which always seemed superior to yours) and eating a load of Haribo? Remember enjoying the same thing when you were 8? And 12? And 16? And 23?
Love Island has taken the nation by storm this year: the bikinis are skimpier, the gals are posher and the ‘chat’ has never been better.
Speaking of chat, have you ever noticed that the islanders don’t quite seem to be speaking English? Rather than treat themselves to the full expressive scope of the English language, the contestants have restricted themselves to a few key phrases designed to work in any scenario.
This week followed much the same pattern as usual in that the Guardian was enraged. However, rather less usually, today I feel moved to voice my agreement.
In case you didn’t know, I’m a massive Lord of the Rings fan. There are few situations in which a Lord of the Rings quotation isn’t (in my opinion) an appropriate response to someone (I mean with three films and a range of comedic and serious characters, you’re spoiled for choice).
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Lord help them, the yoga instructors I’ve encountered (a notable exception to be acknowledged in the next Woman of the Week) seem to be doing their best to reinforce this assumption. Here is a genuine conversation I had with my yoga instructor last time:
Me: Yes right Azure Sky but if you will insist on holding a class on a Friday night you may find that anyone with a smidge of a life, and I count myself blessed to be among their number, has already made plans.
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