Blankis what my life has been lately. Due to a series of unfortunate events, I'm left with 2 more months of staring up at my ceiling, doing nothing, thinking about coulda-shoulda-wouldas. Well today, July 31 at 1:37am (I have to start fixing my body clock, this isn't even funny anymore), I've decided no more.
I was on tumblr the other day & I came across a photo that said "the less you do in life, the more you tire of it" then something in my brain just clicked. No one is more responsible for the life that I'm leading than I am & the only person who can make real change in my life is me. I have to be excited about life in order for it to be exciting. The less I do in life, the more I'll tire of it. Do I know that all this ~thinking~ will get me no where? Yes. Do I do it anyway? Yes. What am I going to get from sleeping all day & day-dreaming all night? Nothing. I know all the answers to these questions but there must be something inherently wrong with me; call it lack of courage, laziness, stupidity? Maybe I'm just all bark and no bite but there are so many things I've always wanted to do, so many things I've always talked about doing, and now that I actually have the time... I'm doing... nothing. Not really nothing nothing, I'm half-way through the 5th season of Friends (yah you go, Mel) ((can I just say that I feel Rachel on a spiritual level. Love her, love Phoebe more)).
☑︎ sign up for Pilates class 31-07-2015
☐ finish reading, at least, 5 books.
☐ attend cooking classes.
☐ get my diving license.
☐ learn how to invest in the stock market.
☑︎ get back to the habit of jogging 4x a week
☐ have more than 15 blog posts.
☐ read up on the sites & happenings of SG.
☐ start reviewing math for college.
☐ learn how to use Photoshop & Lightroom.
☐ find hidden gems (restaurants, mainly) in Metro Manila.
☐ learn how to play, at least, 3 new songs on the piano.
*I'll be updating this list as I go along & I'd put in a photo of the actual, handwritten list but I doubt any of you (if there even are any of you?) would be able to make out my chicken-scratch handwriting.
For the next 2 months, these are the things I want to do. Most of these are boring (college math???) but they've been on my mind for quite a while. Let's see how many I can actually check off, shall we? Here's to making the longest summer of my life, a summer of wellness.
p.s. the wall in above photo isn't mine! Photo from tumblr, I'm so lame, I know.