Five for Friday – Random Goals for 2015

Hello Wonderlanders!

I’m late, and I apologize, but I’ll be sharing 5 random goals from my list of 20+ goals.  I prefer the term goals instead of resolutions because goals are ideas that we work towards with a positive energy.  A resolution just sounds way too stuffy and solid with no inspiration.

With help from random.org, here are my Friday Five Random Goals for 2015:

  1. Stop stifling your creativity! Let it all out!  (#15) Too often we get enraptured in our everyday lives without taking time to pursue our passions, and that was a huge problem for me in 2014.  I stopped doing the things I enjoy most and it came out with a vengeance in the form of money spending.  I ended up buying lots of planners and crafting supplies, so now, to make the most of it, I’m going to use all of what I’ve bought to make creative things that I hope to share with others.
  2. Find a full time job. (#11) I’m a full time college student working part time.  If everything goes according to plan, I’ll be graduating December 2015 – right in time to go job hunting for my starting career.  I don’t think I have the means to turn blogging or my soon to open store into a full time profession, so I need to go and find a job that will help me establish my career.  I know the job market is hard, but if there’s a will, there’s a way.
  3. Enjoy technology, but don’t let it take over your life.  Know when to put it down/away.  (#19)  I was born into the tech generation, the generation of humans whom get to enjoy the fruits of the labor the baby boomers.  It is a privileged life saturated with rich technology that makes everything fast and at the tip of our fingers.  But what happens to that social connection and learning to socialize when we’re too busy staring at our screens and twiddling our fingers?  Will we just get awkwarder as a society?  Dumber and dumber?  I want to know more about the people around me by being able to listen to their stories out loud, actually seeing them before me so I can understand their emotion in the expressions they bring.
  4. Make mistakes.  Then learn from them.  (#13) I’m the child who needs to touch the fire to learn that it really burns.  It doesn’t matter what I’ve heard or seen.  I have to do it myself.  But I don’t like to think of mistakes as negative experiences – there’s so much to improve from making them.  The more I make now, the more prepared I will be when confronted with the same or similar situation.
  5. Love more, live more, and regret nothing. (#1)  Sometimes despite our best intentions, we spend so much time planning and thinking and worrying that we forget the big stuff – like living in the present.  Looking at the past creates depression, looking at the future too often creates anxiety, so live in the present.  For me, this year will be the year of new beginnings, crafting, pen pal letter writing, opening my own crafting store, blogging, and graduating from college.  I’m going to make mistakes, but I’m not going to let myself regret them because they are little lessons in their own. Regrets just weigh us down.  (Quoted from my Instagram: @allys.n.wonderland)

What are your goals for 2015? Share them below in the comments!

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Thoughtful Thursday – 2015 New Year’s Brain Dump

Hello Wonderlanders!

Happy New Year!  I hope that everyone starts the new year in good health, and with a fresh start.  Not that you can’t have a fresh start on any other day, but to be cliche, new years are always something exciting.  This post is more like a collection of multiple vignettes from this week that snapshot my thoughts and emotions.  I’m really worried about spamming my subscribers’ inboxes, so I try to collect these.  Eventually when I get better at this coding thing and making everything work, I’ll create an option for people to only receive one newsletter a week.  Count that as a goal.  😉

Since I’ve utterly failed 3/5 days this week to keep to my posted schedule, I’ll be attempting to use the theme for next week.

It’s getting closer to the time for me to move back to the suites and I always get moodier and more anxious when I do so.  This break was, for the most part, relaxing.  But it was overshadowed by anxiety and moodiness, and fights with my mom, and spurts of inspiration among other things.

Nostalgia – My Mom

I love my mom, and we’ll probably never see everything eye to eye, and as crazy as I think she is at times, she’ll always be my mom.  I listen to the advice she gives with a grain of salt, because I know it’s good advice, but I’m stubborn and I’ve got to touch the fire to learn that it really burns.  She knows this too, and she laments that I’m not like my oldest brother who listened to almost everything she said.  But I’ll be okay.  Because I’m different from them.  My oldest brother, in my most recent birthday card wrote,

” One thing I’ve always admired about you is tenacity – you pursue what you want and don’t back down.”

I don’t think I’ve ever quite realized it’s called tenacity.  I’ve always called it sheer stubbornness to my mother’s despair, and her graying hair is evidence of it.

Spoiled. Unproductive.

This week, I wanted to do a lot.  And I did very little of it. I had ideas for what I was going to write, but then I didn’t follow through.  I got sucked into this mood of neediness and insecurity and wanting to spend time with my parents even though I wanted to be away from them already.  My time slipped through my fingers like grains of sand and very little was accomplished.  I still owe my penpals their letters, and my dear dad got me stamps.  He always spoils me in little ways, sometimes behind my mom’s back like when he comes to my suite at 6:30 in the morning to drop off some food for me, or to bring me my jackets because I’m freezing and it’s raining and my roommates like to keep the suite cozy at 70-74 degrees Fahrenheit.

Gifts

My mom gave me three big gifts this season.  They are also from my dad, but he doesn’t usually find out til after the bills come in.  I got running shoes from Sketchers from Costco.  This isn’t a big deal, but to me, it means a lot to me that my parents still pay for things that I can afford, especially because I know that they are financially stretched.  My mom, like my Amah (grandma in Taiwanese), likes her lipstick for when she goes out of the house.  If she forgot it in her purse or can’t find it and there’s a beauty department nearby, she’ll sometimes buy a new one.  Which is how she ends up with a small collection of them.  She gave me a really gorgeous Yves St. Laurent lipstick in what I think is their color “Fetish Pink.”  The last gift was her Michael Kors Jet Set Logo Tote in white.  Yes, she’s used the lipstick, and the tote, but it still means much to me to have them.  I’m not trying to brag.  I’m just sharing something that means a lot to me from my parents so that days down or years down the road I can look back at this to try and remember the good from all the negative.  I received many other gifts from friends and family, and they too are cherished items.

Xoxo

Allys