Judith.

Passage

University starts next week.

And so I commence the next chapter of my life; one where I join an institution in which I will study and develop very naive albeit pretentious world views that will come crashing down the minute I graduate.

Cheers,to the future!

Honey Badger lessons

Repeat continuously: I am Fearless. I am a Bad Ass Mother Fucker (BAMF). I am the Honey Badger.

Things I should change about myself

• Stop waking up at noontime and start excercising in the mornings.
• Stop eating cup noodles. They are a bad source of nutrition.
• Stop whining about being fat; Lose about 3kg. I’m sorry, I have fallen prey to the media’s distorted idea of beauty. I want to be skinny.
• Start unpacking from my Switzerland trip. It’s been like one and a half weeks. Thre’s only so much I can procrastinate… right?
• Keep my feet coiffed. People look down, Judith. There is no reason to not to paint your toenails. Reach, every once in awhile.
• Stop reading lameass Sidney Sheldon/Jodi Picoult novels and start reading real literature; Paulo Coelho doesn’t count. That dude made me go through The Alchemist and the moral of the story was: Maybe what you’re looking for was right in front of you?! Really. I was like huh. (Can someone explain the brilliantness of this tome to me?)
• Shave my legs more often?
• Refrain from the succumbing to the evil voices of the sugee cake, chocolates and other savoury fares in the fridge that beckon at me in the middle of the night.
• This will not happen if I stop opening the fridge in the middle of the night contemplating whether or not to eat its entire contents.
• If it’s cool outside, don’t turn the aircon on.
• Stop drooling over photos of Bradley Cooper.
• Stop hoping I can suddenly teleport if I concentrate real hard. (Read: start leaving the house early so I will be on time.)
• Stop wasting time reading Perez and read more important shit, like The Financial Times or The Economist. I am going to be an adult soon.
• Start appreciating nature and try not to wince whenever I have to detour and walk on grass.
• Start combing my hair. Or brush, rather. Since it’s permed now.
• Buy a brush.
• Start eating healthy.
• Stop making useless lists either alone or with best friend, Ashes. Start making useful lists, at least.
• Learn to play chess. LEARN TO PLAY WIZARD CHESS!
• Stop hoping to be a Mafia Wife in future. The Godfather is fiction.
• Last but not least, stop being a bitch in my head.