- Move out of my parents’ house. I love my family and all, but there’s just something about home that I only take small dosages of. The parents are already fully aware of this goal. It would be really sad if I couldn’t do this in 1.5 years
Bonus (part 1): Extra points if I move outside of the Southern California Area
Bonus (part 2): Get (ADOPT) a dog. I don’t know if I have the balls to do this by myself. But I’m sure the end result would be worth it.
- Get a pay raise. I know I’m being petty—I do make a decent (meh) amount of money, with full benefits and such, but let’s, once again, be realistic: My current compensation will not financially support my desired lifestyle (or even this small list of 24 items). Money may not buy happiness, but it at least provides a level of comfort and freedom that you wouldn’t have without it.
- Go visit my grandparents in Hong Kong—and then see the rest of Asia. This one will have to wait until I’m closer to turning 24. Work only gives me 10 days of PTO’s and I need to save them in order to fully explore the massive continent. Plus, I need to save the money. Three weeks of Asia in summer of 2012? Here I come.
- Invest in something. As in monetarily, none of that invest my time and effort shit. I want to put in money and see even more come out. I am thinking about buying a house…
- Keep off Facebook for at least three months. I’m a social media whore. Whoever is reading this probably thinks I’m a psycho, but I’ve come to realize that I spend almost all my free time on that damn site, and all it gives me is anxiety. So what if people are going to think I’m anti-social because I no longer have an active Facebook? Why should I care? The important people are still talking to me on Gchat or following me on Twitter.
- Drop (more like minutely diminish) that “independent woman”/ “I only love my career” attitude. As much as the feminist in me hates to admit that females have social obligations to be the “lower” sex, men are idiots—they don’t change and need to be babied. Yes, this applies to all men, even the Besties in the world. My aggressive and isolating attitude won’t get me anywhere in that part of my life. Not that I need men or anything…but come on now: Sex is awesome, and I can’t have sex with myself. I guess I’m willing to drop my pride for something as intimate as really good sex. (I’m going to hell aren’t I? this whole goal is laughable)
- Go to a Lakers game, and take my brother. I think he’s one of the few people that would actually appreciate the opportunity. My dad would probably want to tag along too, but I don’t know if I want to pay for a 3rd ticket.
Bonus: If the Lakers win (put only against a decent team)
- Pass that (fucking) actuary exam. “That” exam only applies to the first one. I feel like I’m lowering my standards by only wanting to pass one, but amongst the other shit I’m setting myself up to do, one is enough.
- Develop an ass. My buttocks are getting bigger by sitting in a seat for 10+ hours on the weekdays, but I don’t want that kind of butt. I’ve got a decent chest, but what’s boobies without a butt?
- Learn to follow “the Golden Rule”. I am a mean, judgmental person. No wonder I have such terrible karma. I won’t stop the sarcasm (it’s part of my charm) but I need to learn to treat people with the respect I’d like to receive.
- Find, and perfect, a signature dish. I’ve already had my go around with cupcakes. I think I’ve figured out a good proportion of butter to milk to dry ingredients to make a good, moist cupcake. Now it’s time for the real stuff. I need to find a dish that I won’t get sick of and can easily make my own. I tried stealing my ex-roommate’s boyfriend’s pasta sauce recipe, but he still makes it better. Damnit.
- Become a movie connoisseur. I have come to realize that movie summaries and themes are really good conversation topics. Nothing gets me more worked up than talking about my favorite movie of all time. (three guesses on what it is?) I recently got an account with Netflix. I’m thinking a new movie every week. That’s only about 2-3 hours of my time on a Sunday night before bed. Sounds easy enough.
- Finally be able to do the splits (in both directions). You would think that doing yoga for about 1.5 years would make this a really easy goal to complete. Not really.
- Be at least three shades darker than my current skin tone for at least 6 months. I’m going to Coachella helps me on this one. I also hope I don’t get skin cancer.
- Read all of Jane Austen’s published works. What can I say? The helpless romantic in me can’t help it. Not sure if, with the given time frame, this is possible, but READING IS KNOWLEDGE.
- Rid of my caffeine addiction. I haven’t had coffee for two weeks now, but I definitely suffered symptoms of caffeine withdrawals last week. Headaches, trembling hands, etc. Nothing good can come of addictions and reliance on substances.
- Stop (fake) flirting with my bestie. And move on to REAL FLIRTING. LMAO. But ok seriously, I never thought I’d be the jealous type, but recent developments have shown otherwise. I’m actually much more sensitive than I thought I would be, but I set myself up for this. Treating others insensitively is only going to burn you in the ass. Time to be more considerate.
- Start being concerned with larger-picture scenarios vs. the smaller/temporary details. I get caught up in how I’m feeling at the moment and dwell on it continuously until I find something else to obsess over. I need to learn how to let go. I put too much pressure on myself to be the best-at-every-moment. Sometimes I forget that there are important things in life—like health, something I definitely take for is granted.
- Take a ballet/dance class. I really wish my mom pushed me to dance when I was kid. I remember going to one class when I was three and not liking the white girl who was dancing next to me. My mom took it as a sign for me not wanting to pursue dancing. I’m glad she eventually developed a better maternal instinct. But about 20 years too late; my posture would be way better if my mom was smarter about this. Now I’m stuck with years of piano and flute lessons and bad “one time at band camp” jokes.
- Avoid dropping. Now that I’m single again the temptation is creeping back in. (especially with EDC in Vegas this year!!!!!) If I can resist and live life without turning back to my old ways, I know the rest of this list will be easy.
- Learn to communicate better. I word-vomit a lot. Saying random shit that I don’t really mean or blurting sentences that come off differently than how they were intended. I think learning to speak less will cure this one.
- Drink with my bosses. Who knew 30 year old men with Masters in mathematics could be so damn chill.
- Rebuild my favorite childhood Disney movies collection (as DVD’s). I’ve already got my favorite one down. I’m thinking I need at least 10 more to legitimately call it a “collection”. Disney needs to reopen its stupid vault and let me purchase the classics that I can show my kids one day.
- Learn to stop doubting myself. I’m extremely indecisive, which has led me to be really indifferent about even the more important issues surrounding my life. I hope I’ll be able to take a strong stance on something by the time I’m 24. Can’t be a weak-ass forever