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Another year, dusted.

It’s been a while since I wrote in this space.
Today’s the first day of 2017, I also found my resolutions for 2016.


What I want for 2016. 

I want to be someone great; great at doing something I’m passionate about. I want to climb mountains, to be driven by what makes me excited. I want to depend on myself even more to find happiness, and not rely on the existence of other beings. I do not want consistent small talks, or more temporary people in my coexisting transient life. I want to know what it means to live each day as if it were its last and not say pointless things for the sake of others thinking that I grasp the concept of something that I actually don’t. I want to eliminate all sorts of pretentious behavior done for the sake of garnering attention to feel better about myself.

Resolutions:
Wake up early, sleep early

Work out 3-5 times a week
Eat cleaner. Snack less
Drink only on the weekends
Don’t cave to peer pressure and don’t be a people pleaser


Looking back, it feels like 2016 has been a fruitful year; one that I found a balance, one where I fulfilled the most number of resolutions ever (out of all the years of making pointless lists), one where I’m actually happy and grateful for everything I have. And yet, I proceed to seek change, challenges; goals that I’ve been chasing for the past 3 years.

2017 will be a new start, a shift, a time of adjustments. It’s surreal, it really is. It feels almost a little silly dropping everything I have here in a time of content, but if we don’t take the chances that come along, then aren’t we just conforming to being comfortable in one space forever? I’m excited for what’s to come in the coming months, but I’m also terrified.

Here I sit, thinking of resolutions and it seems like there is none. I’m truly happy with where I am. And it frightens me to think that if things are going too well for too long, bad ones will turn up eventually. Truth/Paranoia?

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Failures

There are so many damn struggles and obstacles to cross. I’m starting to feel like at some point, no amount of optimism is ever going to make things ok. There’s been so many bumps in this god damn project, I just want to pull my hair out. if there’s anything I’ve learnt is that I shouldn’t focus on all the wrong things, really.

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Grown ups

It was Jill’s birthday on Thursday and a group of us came together after 5 years for some cake, cocktails and hurrah. It’s so nice seeing familiar faces every now and then, having conversations about how life has passed us by and how we’ve all grown. I had set work goals in the beginning of the week but somehow spent more time staring at the wonders of Mother Nature and having affairs with my creative hobbies instead. The self-help section of the book store is where I should spend more time at, maybe I’ll learn a thing or two about motivation.

Meanwhile, unemployment is no joke and it comes with a lot of discipline. This comfortable “vacation” bubble that I’m in may prove to be slightly self-damaging. Last night I returned home at 5am, took a shower and plopped into bed with half a tub of chocolate ice cream in hand. At the bottom of the tub, I was darn happy like a kid and slept like a baby. Although, moments like these make me feel glad that as an independent adult I can make my own responsible choices, such as having beer for lunch and eating ice cream before bed. If this is adulthood, keep it coming because I may be doing it right.

 

 

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How to Become the Best in the World at What You Do

“Very few people have the humility to start as amateurs. They procrastinate doing the work they want in the name of perfectionism. You know these people. The one’s who have been saying for years that they’re going to do something but never do. Yet inwardly, they’re terrified of what other people will think of them. They’re caught in a state of paralysis by analysis — too busy calculating and never reaching a state of flow. Rather than doing work their own way, they do what they think will be well-received — being merely imitators of what is already popular.”
From this article.

I want to be Ramen Profitable too.

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