Before I had disappeared for a good 6 months, I had nearly finished writing something that was meant to be up in January.
Well, that did not happen.
So what you’ll be reading is a back-dated entry from the past me!
(And people say time travel was only possible in theory? Pfft.)
Ah, tis the second week of 2014.
Although it is still Winter (a bloody cold one too!), my final lap of research programme has officially started, which means in about 4 months time, I would be done with it and can start a brand new life—one that doesn’t involve design (not for a while at least). Yes, I am counting down till its end (always had) but don’t get me wrong; I love design.
But the thing is, sticking only to all things design-related will not make me a better designer—as Michael Bierut once mentioned on Design Observer:
Not everything is design. But design is about everything.
So do yourself a favour: be ready for anything.
The real reason as to why I returned back to school was simply because I was tired of my lifestyle.
No doubt my 3 years working as a designer had been wonderful—I had the loveliest colleagues, fun projects and being paid to do what you love—but the repetitive lifestyle felt so comfortable that it began to suffocate me. I started yearning for something else… something new, exciting and maybe even crazy (of course, going back to school did not match with any of the things I longed for, but that’s besides the point).
The point is: When was the last time anyone of us did something like that—something outside of our comfort zone?
Which leads me to the post for today—my 2014 New Year’s Resolutions:
1. Saving money
Home-based hand me down piggy bank, with 4 coats of white to freshen it up, for loose change.
This is actually a lot harder than I thought it would be. I mean, in theory, you simply do a monthly cash deposit, walk away and let the banks do their magic (that is, hopefully give you some decent interest at the end of the year).
Yet, my itchy fingers always have other plans for me, where I buy things that I think I want, but honestly? I don’t need it.
I really ought to snip my debit-cards.
But hey, admitting to the problem is one step closer to the solution, no? Plus, I wonder, does anyone still remembers the sheer thrill of getting a gift or purchasing something new only during special occasions—birthdays, Christmas, etc.? Or perhaps this only happens to poorer families?
As we become more affluent, we seem to have forgotten such excitement because of our ability to spend as-and-when we please with the money we earned. In fact, now, it seems strange to only be getting something new on those occasions. But on the other hand, while saving money is a good thing, not spending is quite silly too—after all, the usage of money is only good on Earth and nowhere else.
My point is going astray, isn’t it?
Point is, I’m going to save every penny and not buy retarded Oh-my-god-I-want-that! items that I am so often guilty of!
2. Abstaining from purchasing beauty products (in order to finish the current ones!)
A black-and-white photo of a tiny portion of my grossly huge stash of lipsticks in the hopes that it’ll look somewhat artsy. Nope, don’t think it worked.
As mentioned in my About section, this is not a beauty weblog. Yet that obviously has not stopped me from purchasing just about everything I fancy. Like those bloody lipsticks. Or body moisturiser. Or perfume. Or nail polishes. Or… or…
The reasons for my purchases is not just in the packaging but also due to their interesting names. Labelled in French? Oui! Named after food? Yes! I am just such a sucker and I have to stop this because I have just too many things (now that I have counted my stash, 107 lipsticks of every shade is horrifying) and I don’t use all of them which is both a pity and a waste.
Since my life has always been somewhat about minimalism, it makes sense to apply that to my beauty products! So I’m digging through and fishing out the ones that I didn’t quite like, test them out again and either: toss, or attempt to finish them!
3. Reading 100 new books
This was the first book of the year that I managed to finish because I’m just such a bum.
So far, I’ve only finished one book and while I’ve started on my second book, I haven’t really continued with it (lets all just blame it on time).
To be honest, I don’t know how this will pan out—my love for reading is actually on par with watching a film but we all know how surprisingly hard that film resolution thing took last year…
It’ll probably be another 4 years before I can succeed but hey, fingers crossed!
4. Do not deny oneself of good food
You got to start the year right, so this was what I had, at brunch, on the first day of 2014.
I probably should have a proper definition for good food but why would I want to create a limitation for myself? And c’mon, just look at all those food! The close up of it, especially!
I have to confess that I am quite a boring eater—the things I cook for myself are often viewed by others as healthy because they’re done via the steaming-and-boiling methods, but the truth is that I am just a lazy cook; I would rather make something easy that fills my tummy than to spend ages in the kitchen and make something grand that also does the same job—filling of the tummy (though probably with a little bit more action in the taste bud section).
I suppose when you are only feeding yourself, the motivation to cook drops significantly.
Anyway, the point here is not about cooking for myself, but rather, fulfilling my tastebuds and the horrid monthly hormonal food craze (tell me I’m not alone on this one). I don’t think this will benefit me health wise in any way (all I can think about right now is having a peanut butter squares Snickers) but why deny good food? So since I want that peanut butter squares Snickers, I shall go and get it!
Though I have to say… it is funny how I’m lazy to cook for myself but not lazy enough when it comes to walking 4 blocks to get to the nearest 7-11 at 1:52 AM.
In case you wonder, yes, I did get off my ass to get those Snickers. Maybe that’s why I never finished this entry because my inner glutton was calling.
Then, I guess other things started coming at me and then life happened, so I never did quite finish the entry.
The thing is… What is it about time anyway? We all have the same 24 hours, of which 6-8 hours (ideally, according to doctors and scientists) are spent on sleep, which leaves us 16-18 hours, yet we never seem to get things completed.
I use to plan every single thing—what I’ll be doing at a particular time—because I was convinced that this would ensure that I won’t be wasting any minute of it… But then hiccups occur and I’ll be really pissed, and I wonder, am I to be blamed, for those hiccups. Perhaps I am, after all, Ji Lee, at a 99U, once stated:
Time is a concept which can be stretched;
It is just an idea and an idea can be changed.
So maybe someday, I’ll be able to conquer the concept of time and have some proper insight to it. Then, I won’t be so upset. It’s all about making the time to get those things done, no?
But right now, I’ve to head off to the airport to send off one of my best friend* and I’m really going to miss her—both literally and physically, if I don’t get going now!
*Question: Do grown ups still use such phrases, like best friend, anymore?