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The life of a 20-something living in Sydney

You casually check your hair in the reflection of retail store windows, as you walk swiftly with a coffee in one hand, while contemplating whether you’ll get to work on time. Multi-tasking. It’s hard. If you’re part of Gen Y, then you’ll most likely want things done efficiently in a timely manner. Whether that be your order at McDonalds when you regret that you wish you had prepared your lunch the night before rather than planning to do it in the morning, which you never really did because your alarm clock was teasing you to press snooze, and you just couldn’t resist, or you just keep making excuses for things you’ve been putting off like that long awaited catch-up brunch with a friend that never really got planned. That sentence doesn’t even make proper sense. But you know what who cares. These days it feels as if no one cares. It’s as if we are just existing, rather than living. Nameless faces going with the flow of the rat race, especially now that it is leading up to Christmas. When was the last time you had a nice, chill, I-wanna-be-here-and-don’t-have-plans-straight-after chat with an old friend in a relaxed environment? These days we are all busy. We stuff our food with fast food during breaks at work. Or we chump on a high calorie, high sugar ‘snack’ like a triple chocolate fudge muffin, while simultaneously gulping down expresso that burns your tongue because you tell yourself, “I just don’t have time”. Am I angry at the world that things have just gotten so out of control? Am I angry at myself for wanting to chase my ‘blurred’ dreams because I’m a success-hungry 20-something? If you’ve ever felt this way, then don’t fear you’re not alone. We just need to do one thing, and that’s to relax. Problem solved. Ask yourself, what is important to you? if you were to die tomorrow, would you worry about the small things that fill your headspace on a daily basis? What would you do if the world was going to end tomorrow?

 

Yours truly,

from a 22-year-old who dreams of a quiet place of serenity with the sound of spring water peacefully trickling down, where she can clear her thoughts.

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The life of a 20-something living in Sydney

You casually check your hair in the reflection of retail store windows, as you walk swiftly with a coffee in one hand, while contemplating whether you’ll get to work on time. Multi-tasking. It’s hard. If you’re part of Gen Y, then you’ll most likely want things done efficiently in a timely manner. Whether that be your order at McDonalds when you regret that you wish you had prepared your lunch the night before rather than planning to do it in the morning, which you never really did because your alarm clock was teasing you to press snooze, and you just couldn’t resist, or you just keep making excuses for things you’ve been putting off like that long awaited catch-up brunch with a friend that never really got happened. That sentence doesn’t even make proper sense. I’m probably just really tired, as I sit her lonesome, waiting for my train at Town Hall Station. Whatever, no one really cares. These days it feels as if no one cares. It’s as if we are all just existing, rather than living the life we envisioned. Nameless faces going with the flow of the rat race, especially now that it is leading up to Christmas. When was the last time you had a nice, chill, I-wanna-be-here-and-don’t-have-plans-straight-after chat with an old friend in a relaxed environment? These days we are all busy. We stuff our food with fast food during breaks at work. Or we chump on a high calorie, high sugar ‘snack’ like a triple chocolate fudge muffin, while simultaneously gulping down expresso that burns your tongue because you tell yourself, “I just don’t have time”. Am I angry at the world that things have just gotten so out of control? Am I angry at myself for wanting to chase my ‘blurred’ dreams because I’m a success-hungry 20-something? If you’ve ever felt this way, then don’t fear you’re not alone. We just need to do one thing, and that’s to relax. Problem solved.

I think it’s better to not be in a relationship just for the sake of being in one because you know your worth and what you’re worthy of.

I’ve skimmed through a few blogs in the last few minutes, and I’ve realised how important self-respect is. To me, it’s important to find successes in different parts of your life because that is what I believe will make you ultimately happy.

Mindset is your most powerful tool

Happiness and success begins with change. Change that you create for yourself. Don’t wait around, hoping that the solution to your problem will come eventually. You’ll just get more frustrated and unhappy, I can assure you. Today, I did Krav Maga for the first time. It’s a type of tactical combat fighting. What I learnt was that, as humans, we have a tendency to get carried away by intense emotions such as anxiety, anger and frustration. We can not control our emotions, but what we can control is what we choose to focus on. I’ve realised that I have a tendency to focus on negative emotions. Therefore, today marks the day that I conquer my emotions and focus on goals that I set myself. In particular, I have a supplementary exam coming up, so I shall choose to focus on getting through the exam by focusing on what I know, writing that down, and visualising myself passing this subject.

So to all you out there, take that first step because new solutions to that ‘thing’ stressing you out (you know the one in the back of your head) will only come your way when you change your mindset.

Fall seven times, stand up eight

I’m sitting here in my study room, my lectures notes, textbooks, highlighters and pens scattered on my desk. I think it’s human nature to lack motivation at times. As they say, life is a rollercoaster – filled with ups and downs. Or I could use the metaphor that makes everyone laugh, that is, life is like a rock – it’s hard. I really want to do well in my final exams this semester. I want to prove to myself, that I’m no quitter. It doesn’t matter how many times you fall down, just as long as you get up each time. Fall seven times, stand up eight times.

These 2 subjects I have final exams for are no ordinary subjects. They are subjects that I failed. It took me a long time to comprehend and accept that I failed not one, but two subjects. Sometimes, I would tell people, “I failed a subject”, ignoring to use the plural, ‘subjects’. Through time, I have learnt to accept that, “it’s ok”. Uni students have their fair share of failed subjects. Some just brush it off, without a care. While, others reflect on why they failed and learn how to conquer their weaknesses. I’d like to think I’m the later. For the longest time, I kept going back to that moment when I checked my final marks for that semester. It wasn’t a pleasant experience. In that moment, I think I had what you call a premature ventricular contraction, meaning my heart stopped for a moment. Ok, so I might be exaggerating just a little, but it felt like I had stopped breathing. My stomach dropped, and I felt like I was at my lowest. The word ‘fail’, followed by ‘fail’ again, just stuck to me. It was all I could think about for a while.

I used to dwell on the past a lot – you know those ‘should’ve, could’ve, would’ve’ thoughts that linger in your mind. Those thoughts are a waste of time. “Don’t think too much,” I tell myself. I’m learning how to use those past experiences as motivators. For tomorrow is a new day. Look ahead. Keep trying, and most importantly, never give up.

To keep my sanity in the midst of exam preparation, I exercise. I managed to run 5 km in 47 min this evening, and each step I took made me feel stronger, more in control of my life. The best feeling is after an intense workout. It’s because I know I didn’t give up half way through the session, despite feeling like it was ‘death’. And secondly because I know I’m making progress to becoming a healthier me. While, I’m not at my ideal weight, I feel like all the hard work is paying off gradually because others have been telling me, “You look healthier” and “Have you lost weight?” It keeps me going! One day I know I’ll feel comfortable in my own skin when I’m trying on clothes whilst out shopping. I’ll feel confident in my own body. I can just picture the moment when I check the tag of a piece of clothing, and it’s in my ideal size. I’ll take it off the rack with a great big smile, knowing that I worked hard to get to that size. Success doesn’t happen over night. It’s a process.

As my favourite quote goes,
It is a rough road that leads to the heights of greatness – Seneca.

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