I got my uni results on Saturday and a letter of completion today and its starting to sink in that there's no more school to cruise endlessly along in. I've always known what was coming next, now it's big, scary unknown. I'm definitely ready to work and have 'life experiences' but I don't exactly have a job set up or a solid action-plan. Being patient and not comparing myself to Rory Gilmore is proving difficult. I'd love a TARDIS to take me 5 years into the future right about now. Constantly daydreaming about spending Christmas in the UK isn't helping matters either. Speaking of white Christmases, here's something the lovely Kiley drew in honour of the season.

Animated video for my favourite track on Fleet Foxes 'Helplessness Blues' record. It's kind of mesmerising.



The Shrine / An Argument from Sean Pecknold on Vimeo.

On Saturday I took a little break from the harsh realities of post-uni life and partied the night away with my favourite people. Clinging to my childhood I donned my Belle outfit, which I later found looks slightly ridiculous when you're trying to dance to Run DMC. Who said it was too early for a 90s themed party?

Real blogging is hard. I'll get better once assignments are over.

I turned 21 on Saturday, and spent the whole day and night inside writing my last ever uni essay (if I pass that is) and looking out the window at the perfect weather. That aside it was a pretty good day. My dad made me roast lamb and a wicked chocolate/macadamia tart and no one complained about my choice of DVD. I scored some quality headphones, the new 'Inheritance Cycle' book, and my mum made me this amazing quilt by hand.