The Countdown Began.
Been meaning to write up a little about it for a while but haven’t got around it until now. >.<
My own 2010 countdown began more than a month ago, in a well-meaning but not-quite-successful effort to remind myself, being the procrastinator that I am, that time is of the essence as the passing of 2009 unwittingly accelerates (well, it is the last quarter of the year already…). I obligingly put up “27/10/2009: Only 66 days left for 2009!” in my Facebook after posting a similar status message on MSN the day before of which prompted a mild disapproving response from a colleague who actually felt saddened being reminded that the year is ending all too soon.
Something along the lines of feeling not much has been done albeit the fact that more than 10 months had passed by since the start of 2009.
It’s the unpleasant bite of reality that most of us share as we age. (!)
Well, at least it got her reflecting on it and she actually began telling people to put in effort to enjoy more and extract more meaning out of life, especially as the year nears its end, because those are the memories that count when we reminisce the past. Being a workaholic at one point in her life made her realize that all those extra time spent on work made time passed by all the more unknowingly, unappreciated and in the end, lost. As if nothing much had been done.
Which really equated to lost chances to create sweet and everlasting memories, boring as they might be, yet undeniable proof for herself that she had indeed lived up her life.
Sigh.
As for me, I’m not a workaholic. In fact, I’m anything but. Yet, I don’t have much memories of anything simply because… I’m actually a social recluse? (!)
Okay, I’m exaggerating. Well, a little. And not really making any sense. But am not delving into this now. >.<
So the year is ending and more than a month had lapsed since the informal proclamation of my countdown and… I haven’t done much to redeem myself in spite of my original noble intent of starting the countdown. *sweat*
Now, it’s as if I’m countdown-ing just for the sake of countdown-ing.
Oh, well. Unsurprisingly. *shrug*
Okay, picking myself up and going to get things done. Make solid and viable resolutions. Tie loose ends everyday. Fight laziness and procrastination every second of the day. Realize my dreams (hmmm, what are they…). Be sure of myself, know what I want and be a go-getter.
Hmmm. Fight laziness and procrastination every second of the day. Tough one.
I’ll start with everyday first… Uh, make that every week… Um, perhaps every month…
Shingo T says:
Hello LazyAutumn,
let me share with you a story on how I set my targets and overcome my own discipline issues.
I have always wanted to do a half-marathon, but was never a regular jogger. So what I did was at the start of the year, I told lots of friends and bloggers (via my blog) that I was going to join a half-marathon at the end of the year.
With so much people knowing about my plans for a breakthrough, the lat thing I wanted was to chicken out at the end of the year and getting “see, I knew you couldn’t do it” kind of remarks.
So I planned a schedule to start jogging, bit by bit to gain stamina. And I did it!
In short, set realistic targets and NEVER keep your personal aims to yourself. Someone need to keep track of your aims so you don’t conveniently fail them.
My 2 cents.
autumn: actually when i was younger i did tell some ppl of my dreams, but i ended up not doing much about them (in fact, in my previous blogs, i often ranted quite a lot about my serious lack of discipline) =.=”’ the ppl that i told of my dreams, those who cared, they did ask me about my, uh, progress, especially after so many years, but i just told them that i gave up long time ago, thinking that telling ppl of what i wanted to achieve doesn’t really work for me coz i’m too thick-skinned to care about what ppl think. sigh.
and they didn’t really say much too. the truth is, nobody cares more about our dreams than our very own selves. you did it because deep down inside you really wanted to make it, right? also, come to think of it, i wasn’t specific and realistic of my goals either, so i think that’s one vital factor for my repeated failed attempts. and, the reason for that was because i wasn’t sure of what i wanted. i thought i was, but i wasn’t.
was going to say i’m going to try what you did, but i’m scared i’ll need to eat my words again. >.<
suituapui says:
Age? When you’re 57 like me, then you can start talking about age! LOL!!!
autumn: hahaha, but u’re forever 18 at heart mah~~
Shingo T says:
Get what you mean. Well, no one can motivate you but yourself. Being thick-skinned and competitive has worked to my advantage. I wanna be better, stonger, smarter and hungrier than anyone.
There’s a difference between dreams and daydreams.
The former is something we work for.
The latter is something we just think about and forget.
Live your dreams. They will sweeten your memories when its time to look back at what you have achieved when you were younger. ^_^
autumn: thank you so much for your invaluable encouragement and reminders, i shall bear them in mind and this time i’ll be realistic in my approaches, especially when im definitely not young anymore. my youth, wasted! *sob* i won’t be too vocal about them though, coz scared of too many things. too many things. =.=”’
thanks again =)