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.