...but I really don't think I have.
At the end of the year, I like to look back over the photos I've taken - not just of food, but from general life as well. And I'd almost forgotten that I had my jaw op only earlier this year.
These two photos are the closest I can find to a before and after. Not quite the White Swan moment I was expecting, but looking back at this year's photos and events questions what has really changed this year.
Now I'm not the most confident of people anyway but I try not to stress about what others think of me. The jaw op certainly wasn't an aesthetics thing - in fact, it was only after I was advised to have the op to avoid future problems that I started to get self-conscious about it.
Yes, being an 'adult' wearing braces wasn't exactly a confidence booster, and since people are already constantly surprised by how 'old' I really am (27 if you're wondering), I did find myself retiring into my shell that little bit more.
So you can imagine my relief when the Day of the Brace Removal finally came, back in April. At last, I thought, perhaps now I'll start to feel a bit more grown-up, a bit more self-assured.
Coincidently, the last 12 months has been lain forth with engagement announcements - my sister, Hungrier Jemma, and 3 of my best mates (evidently with their respective other halves, not with each other). My housemate Grace also moved out recently to live with her boyfriend in his new pad.
Me? Well it's pretty safe to say that I'm definitely starting to feel that pressure of the need to grow up and well, stop acting like a silly child.
But you know what?
I really just can't help it.
The more people wag their fingers at me saying that the clock's a'ticking, that I need to start settling down, the stubborn side of me sneaks out a little bit more - and just makes me want to stick my tongue out at them. And that my friends, is confirmation, despite appearances in the first two photos, that I've still a long way to go to make better of myself...
Bring on 2012! (I s'pose)