How many of you are worried, or already thinking, about money?
I presume a majority of you, if you’re nearing my age or older.
Everything in this world needs money – food, home, holiday, education, rent, bills – and sadly there will be times when we live from paycheck to paycheck just to pay the bills. We look at our wallets and bank accounts and we wonder when would we be able to afford and finish that mortgage. We worry.
Or maybe it is just me.
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1. Do a group project together. By the end of it, you’ll so sick of each other, you’ll not want to even sit at the same table during class.
3. Travel together. Do not, and I repeat, do not underestimate the power of seeing each other 24/7 with no refuge of being alone. (Right, friend? Hint hint nudge nudge.)
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Before anyone gets any fancy idea, I just want to state that no, I’m not doing a PhD. That said, I’m contemplating whether to do a minor thesis for the second half of my Master’s degree.
The reason is simple: I’ve run out of good subjects to do. And between doing a subject that I know I will hate and being in my pyjamas while researching all day long, I think the latter does sound better.
Oh, I’m also attributing this insane idea to my job. Working in a research department where almost all my colleagues are doing PhD does something funny to my poor brain.
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Because I’m curious, I go to Google and type, ‘turning 23 checklist’. It turns out that there’s absolutely nothing written on how accomplished/shitty your life should be when you turn 23.
Like, there’s one on turning 19. There’s an article about ’25 things you should do before turning 25′. There’s a checklist mentioning what you should have done with your career before turning 30. But 23? Yada.
Probably being 23 is not something important. No one’s doing anything big at 23 – it’s not usually the age when you get married, nor the one when you have a career breakthrough. Basically, being 23 means that you’re either still in university (like me) or you’re slaving away in your first job. You’re either still innocent and full of wonderful, grandeur dreams or you’re fed up with how the world turns out and absolutely hate the fact that you need to grow up.
Or perhaps you’re somewhere in-between.
Twenty three. Not a big deal. It’s the year in-between.
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I think it’s safe to say that most of us have a ‘fear of missing out’. We don’t like to miss one social gathering because we are afraid that we’ll be excluded in the future. We stay up late – doing a bunch of irrelevant things just to stay up to date.
We browse Facebook relentlessly. We don’t want to miss a gossip, or a not-so-important news update from an acquaintance we haven’t seen for ten years.
I have a fear of missing out too, and I recently realised that it’s also applicable to my studies.
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Remember what I wrote in the last blog? I came to the conclusion that going two steps forward and one step back is still a progress well made.
Well, after that shitty day (and night, and midnight, and dawn), I had coffee with a good friend and we were just ranting about our days.
At one point, I said, ‘Life is hard.’
To which she replied, ‘It could have been worse.’
True.
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It’s one of those sleepless nights.
Tossing in bed for two hours. Can’t sleep. Changing position. Still can’t sleep. Sipping a glass of water. Changing sleeping position again. And again. Head’s hurting. Heart’s pounding. But still there’s no sleep.
Suddenly, it’s two a.m.
To be fair, I’ve a somewhat bad day. I blew my phone data by 500 mb (even when I’ve turned off my cellular data when it reached 100 per cent – yes, this is getting ridiculous), and I found out that my coffee machine that should have arrived this week wouldn’t be here until late May.
Really, I was disappointed.
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They said terrarium plants (you know, air plants) are extremely easy to take care of. Even if you don’t have green thumbs, you have to be a very awful gardener to let it die.
Mine’s dead.
On Valentine’s day this year, my boyfriend so sweetly, thoughtfully gave me a terrarium, saying, ‘Roses are too mainstream. Besides, they would die soon. Terrarium will live on.’ Sorry, Hunny, I suck at taking care of living plants.
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As a university student who works from home, I don’t think I know how many hours I spend on work vs life every day.
The general rule is to work eight hours daily from nine to five. Well, my classes start late and finish at seven, so I’d still be doing work/uni stuff way after five.
Plus, I keep on alternating between having ‘pleasure’ and doing ‘work’ – sometimes even doing both at the same time (think of watching TV while editing a video interview).
Everything has shifted. I can’t do ‘pens down’ by five because most of the time, my day has just begun. Don’t get me wrong, I love, love, love the flexibility of my life, it’s just that I wonder what life would be like if I don’t have to think of anything when the clock strikes five.
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‘I wonder why the older you are, the lonelier you get,’ my boyfriend said to me the other day. Yes, sadly, sometimes this is true.
My good friend (who’s currently doing the same Master’s degree) and I have said this over and over again as well. We are, currently, friendless. Most of our friends have gone back home for good and we – the ones that are left – find it difficult to forge new friendship.
Although having a partner helps a lot. There’s always something to do on the weekends.
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