Ok, so I admit I haven’t been the most diligent of bloggers. I have three weeks left of my three month HSM and  this is only my second post. I have to say however, that if it wasn’t for HSM, I wouldn’t have decided to go so long without alcohol in the first place. Initially I’d thought about trying to go for a week. It was a shame, I thought, that HSM didn’t have a one month option, because perhaps I could do that, but three months… As if! But, I went for it and threw caution to the wind, and now, ten weeks later, I have no doubt I will get over the line, and that is truly empowering. Now I know I can do anything if I set my mind to it. I must remember to pat myself on the back and take a moment to ponder my achievement when I hit the finishing line. It hasn’t been all smooth sailing however. Up until recently I have managed to avoid the temptation of drinking by being a complete hermit. I haven’t been going out, I haven’t been seeing any friends, and I’ve been keeping myself as busy as I possibly can with work and other distractions. This could only last for so long obviously, and so, for the past two weeks, although maintaining my hermitude (mostly), I have been absolutely pining for a drink and a big crazy night out with friends. I think what has also contributed to this ‘state’, is the fact that I (just between you and me ) haven’t had sex since beginning my HSM. Ahhhh! Yes, it seems alcohol does assist in that aspect of my life. Ha! Anywho, I’m blaming the drought on, well on the drought I suppose. Let’s hope this dry period draws to an end with the coming wet season shall we. Well, I’ll leave it at that for now (before I get myself into trouble), and return for one last hoorah before sailing off into the sunset, or is that a tequila sunrise? We’ll see… A nice glass of wine will most likely be my first port of call. But until then, adios amigos

Two weeks ago today I woke up feeling a little under the weather. It was the second week back at uni and because I couldn’t get myself out of bed I managed to miss my second Sculpture class. I lay in bed most of the day feeling sorry for myself. I was on exchange in Paris for the previous two semesters and this is how I spent most of my days during that time. Yep, I managed to get myself into one of the most prestigious art schools in France and half the time I couldn’t even get myself out of bed and to class on time, if at all. Well, two weeks ago, I decided enough was enough. If I didn’t make a change, this semester would be exactly the same as the previous two. While I had the most amazing time, I couldn’t bear to go through another semester missing most classes, not working on anything until the night before it was due and then having to present work that I’m not the least bit proud of. The fact is that normally I am in one of two states, drinking/drunk or hung over. Neither is very conducive to being creative for me. And so, I want to see, if by removing alcohol, I can rediscover my creative side. This semester is my last at uni and at the end of November I have to present my work at the Grad Show. If that isn’t motivation enough then I don’t know what is. My goal: to stay off the booze until then, and produce something I am truly proud of and had a lot of fun creating.

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