written on Wednesday, September 3, 2014 @ 12:13 AM ♥
As the moon comes out and the clock strikes twelve... I am officially 26 now.
Sitting on the cold floor and speed-blogging about adding candles onto my cake in an extremely messy room is totally what my life is about right now - Alone, hectic and messy.
But it's not all bad. :)
So how was 25? Challenging.
Last year, this time I was jobless. Hopping out of my first job which was comfortable and secure, I stepped into the real world where it has been one rude awakening after the next.
Life has been crazy the past year and I have probably experienced more ups and downs than all the previous years combined. It seems to get more and more difficult with time and in the process you just learned how to deal with all of this. I know this sounds too depressing for a birthday post but it is not that bad.
With time, I think I grew stronger mentally and learned to make difficult decisions. Built up a truckload of experiences behind me and am more able to express myself which is great! I know who I am and am comfortable with being me. More at peace with myself as well instead of internal debates between the brain and the heart.
As I get older, I believe life will only get more and more trying because more responsibilites follows with age.
Therefore, this year, I wish that my heart will always be the same no matter my age.
Time will make me older and wiser, but there will always be a fun-loving and silly me at the core. I must not let the downs affect me. Hopefully I will always be game to try something new, willing to help others in need and laughing out loud even during stormy days.
I’ve always liked including myself in the 20 something category. growing up, but not quite grown up. you’re an adult, but still recognize that you’re part kid. i’ve enjoyed the navigating of adulthood and all of my new first time experiences. a new job. my first ‘grown-up’ paycheck. growth. being old enough to rent a car.
But it seems like the older i’ve gotten, the more aware i’ve become of my short-lived stay in the ‘twenties’ and the pressure to fit the mold of all of the rest of the twenty-fivers.
i’ve started to think about how easy it is to become controlled by our age. and the expectation of what your age signifies to everyone else. how old you should be by the time you graduate. buy your first house. get married. have kids. start your retirement. suddenly it seems like there are all these benchmarks to meet, even when they don’t match the goals you are trying to reach.
Because as easy it is to forget, you’re free to do what you want with your life. the problem is, that can be quite the responsibility, to live your life the way you want to, rather than they way you are expected to. especially if that means taking a big jump. and especially when that jump may feel like a free fall. maybe quit your first job and go back to school if that feels right. get married or don’t. maybe you drop out of school or chop off your hair. maybe you change your mind. end a relationship that no longer serves you. become a different person.maybe you move away or move back home. or maybe you’re scared to do these things because it’s uncomfortable and unexpected. maybe it’s because you don’t know if everything would fall into place or you’re scared what that would mean if it did.
And when you’re in your twenties, i hope you buy a plane ticket to paris. i hope you get lost wandering all of the streets. i hope you travel the world and read lots of new books. i hope you have interesting conversations over warm cups of tea. i hope you drink out of mason jars while dancing barefoot in the grass. i hope you have a water fight in central park. set goals and change them. quit your day job. i hope you don’t do any of these things or that you do them all. write a book. change your mind. start new friendships and let go of the ones that you need to. say goodbye to all of the things that have kept you stagnant and vow to keep moving forward.
I hope your fifties mean going back to school or starting yoga. i hope your forties include falling in love with someone new- a friend, child, or partner. i hope you stay up all night laughing with your friends. and when you’re thirty, learn something new. i hope your life is one of wisdom and youth, adventure and old age- no matter what year it was that you were born.
But what i really mean to say is that I hope you aren’t held back because of a number. and that you don’t rush into things because it feels like time is slipping by. i hope you do what’s right for you. hold on. slow down. and breathe in. your age is your age. but more importantly, your life is your life. don’t change your journey so that it matches someone elses. we need to walk different paths so the whole world can be explored. revel in the differences. and enjoy where you are.
Was walking home in the rain after a day of shopping and movie and I suddenly feel so blissful. I just couldn't stop smiling to myself. Then the radio happened to be playing a happy Jolin Tsai's song which adds to the mood.
Tonight is so cold and my feet are wet but I feel so warm on the inside.
I found the happy me again.
Working has made me losy quite a bit of myself. I became tired, angsty and emo. I didn't really realised that except a few times when it got quite bad.
I thought that being unemployed and incomeless will make me feel even more emo and lost than I already am... But I was so wrong.
I relish in having the time to do things that I love and not having to chase buses and trains. Time to exercise and watch my korean dramas. Time to write and read. Time to sleep in and roll on my bed.
I hope I will remember this feeling because when the clock strikes 12 tonight, I will officially turn 25.
Happy Birthday Hui Xian! Enjoy life, keep laughing and always look out for that silver lining in the clouds.
Since I'm jobless, this year's gift to myself is a $5 tiny fox head necklace from F21 and a $3.80 Patrick Star PEZ! Simple happy things.
written on Wednesday, September 3, 2014 @ 12:13 AM ♥
As the moon comes out and the clock strikes twelve... I am officially 26 now.
Sitting on the cold floor and speed-blogging about adding candles onto my cake in an extremely messy room is totally what my life is about right now - Alone, hectic and messy.
But it's not all bad. :)
So how was 25? Challenging.
Last year, this time I was jobless. Hopping out of my first job which was comfortable and secure, I stepped into the real world where it has been one rude awakening after the next.
Life has been crazy the past year and I have probably experienced more ups and downs than all the previous years combined. It seems to get more and more difficult with time and in the process you just learned how to deal with all of this. I know this sounds too depressing for a birthday post but it is not that bad.
With time, I think I grew stronger mentally and learned to make difficult decisions. Built up a truckload of experiences behind me and am more able to express myself which is great! I know who I am and am comfortable with being me. More at peace with myself as well instead of internal debates between the brain and the heart.
As I get older, I believe life will only get more and more trying because more responsibilites follows with age.
Therefore, this year, I wish that my heart will always be the same no matter my age.
Time will make me older and wiser, but there will always be a fun-loving and silly me at the core. I must not let the downs affect me. Hopefully I will always be game to try something new, willing to help others in need and laughing out loud even during stormy days.
I’ve always liked including myself in the 20 something category. growing up, but not quite grown up. you’re an adult, but still recognize that you’re part kid. i’ve enjoyed the navigating of adulthood and all of my new first time experiences. a new job. my first ‘grown-up’ paycheck. growth. being old enough to rent a car.
But it seems like the older i’ve gotten, the more aware i’ve become of my short-lived stay in the ‘twenties’ and the pressure to fit the mold of all of the rest of the twenty-fivers.
i’ve started to think about how easy it is to become controlled by our age. and the expectation of what your age signifies to everyone else. how old you should be by the time you graduate. buy your first house. get married. have kids. start your retirement. suddenly it seems like there are all these benchmarks to meet, even when they don’t match the goals you are trying to reach.
Because as easy it is to forget, you’re free to do what you want with your life. the problem is, that can be quite the responsibility, to live your life the way you want to, rather than they way you are expected to. especially if that means taking a big jump. and especially when that jump may feel like a free fall. maybe quit your first job and go back to school if that feels right. get married or don’t. maybe you drop out of school or chop off your hair. maybe you change your mind. end a relationship that no longer serves you. become a different person.maybe you move away or move back home. or maybe you’re scared to do these things because it’s uncomfortable and unexpected. maybe it’s because you don’t know if everything would fall into place or you’re scared what that would mean if it did.
And when you’re in your twenties, i hope you buy a plane ticket to paris. i hope you get lost wandering all of the streets. i hope you travel the world and read lots of new books. i hope you have interesting conversations over warm cups of tea. i hope you drink out of mason jars while dancing barefoot in the grass. i hope you have a water fight in central park. set goals and change them. quit your day job. i hope you don’t do any of these things or that you do them all. write a book. change your mind. start new friendships and let go of the ones that you need to. say goodbye to all of the things that have kept you stagnant and vow to keep moving forward.
I hope your fifties mean going back to school or starting yoga. i hope your forties include falling in love with someone new- a friend, child, or partner. i hope you stay up all night laughing with your friends. and when you’re thirty, learn something new. i hope your life is one of wisdom and youth, adventure and old age- no matter what year it was that you were born.
But what i really mean to say is that I hope you aren’t held back because of a number. and that you don’t rush into things because it feels like time is slipping by. i hope you do what’s right for you. hold on. slow down. and breathe in. your age is your age. but more importantly, your life is your life. don’t change your journey so that it matches someone elses. we need to walk different paths so the whole world can be explored. revel in the differences. and enjoy where you are.
Was walking home in the rain after a day of shopping and movie and I suddenly feel so blissful. I just couldn't stop smiling to myself. Then the radio happened to be playing a happy Jolin Tsai's song which adds to the mood.
Tonight is so cold and my feet are wet but I feel so warm on the inside.
I found the happy me again.
Working has made me losy quite a bit of myself. I became tired, angsty and emo. I didn't really realised that except a few times when it got quite bad.
I thought that being unemployed and incomeless will make me feel even more emo and lost than I already am... But I was so wrong.
I relish in having the time to do things that I love and not having to chase buses and trains. Time to exercise and watch my korean dramas. Time to write and read. Time to sleep in and roll on my bed.
I hope I will remember this feeling because when the clock strikes 12 tonight, I will officially turn 25.
Happy Birthday Hui Xian! Enjoy life, keep laughing and always look out for that silver lining in the clouds.
Since I'm jobless, this year's gift to myself is a $5 tiny fox head necklace from F21 and a $3.80 Patrick Star PEZ! Simple happy things.
