Looking back, a lot of things have changed since the last year. Many things happened when I was 33. I tried really hard to get back into dating again. I met a lot of people and even became friends with some. With regards to work, only me and another engineer were left in the squad that I joined last year. Most of my team members left and new ones came. Covid restrictions were lifted. I travelled again and made my very first trip to the USA! I volunteered to help organise an exhibition with works of 60+ artists. I took up Lindie Hop and never knew I could dance and even enjoyed dancing. It seems that even though a truckload of events happened this one year, I can easily sum it up with one paragraph and stop here. Isn't it boring? 😂
I’ve come to find it hard to describe events in significant details that’s enough to tell a good story. I wonder if that means that whatever happened in the past year I’ve come to let it go without much care to even describe it thoroughly. I wasn’t like that before. I think I just don’t remember them as detailedly and cared about it enough to tell it to someone. Not sure if that’s a good or bad thing. But I do wish I was more interesting. Though I do think the things that I’ve done and happened to me were meaningful, I lost passion in harping too much about it now that it has passed? I know I’ll be thankful to myself for writing it out so I’ll still do so.
I think for the first time in my life, I thought about renting and thought a little more seriously about what it’ll be like living in my own place, what kind of skills will I learn. That came from visiting and staying with my friend in the US. I experienced what it could be like - cooking my own meals, doing chores, owning my own furniture and shaping my own space. The ability to be able to take care of people through cooking, or just hosting friends seem really cool. But I’m still not super motivated to move out until I have an additional source of income, and also, I’m still very lazy.
Not caring is liberating. I’ve had a painful “break up” with a guy I really liked but whom did not liked me back the same way. I came to a conclusion later on that if I had cared less about the outcome and left the situation as it was it might have been less painful? All I had to do was to be more patient, let things be and go with the flow. But alas, easier said than done. If such an emotional situation were to happen again, I hope I’ll be wiser to handle the situation less rashly. Patience 123.
In a chance encounter with Jazz and Lindie Hop, I took up Lindie Hop classes myself in an attempt to push myself out of my comfort zone. I do enjoy it though it stresses me out a lot too. I think the key essence to lindy hopping well is to let go, enjoy yourself, and be in the flow. It’s all about connecting whomever I’m dancing with and everyone has a different vibe. Can you imagine if I apply this in real life, that means I’d be able to vibe with anyone? 😂 That would be an incredible life skill. I get too uptight and anxious too often. To master this would mean I’ll be able to dance with whatever life throws me my way. haha, I might be giving too much meaning to this philosophically.
My wishes for this year? I hope I’ll be able to tide through all procrastination and reach my goal of having an additional passive income source by the end of the year. I want to be able to make more impact with my designs and grow to be a senior designer. I want to be more independent, and be able to verbalise more deeply. I want to be able to hold my ground and stand firm in all situations. I want to live well, love passionately, learn more of the world and be challenged of my world views. Whatever it is from here, I know I don’t want an average ordinary life. So bring it on, thirty four.





