The completely unfiltered diary of a 24-year-old (week 64)
I went for a 10-minute run and then tried skipping, and actually managed about 60 skips!
Which only happened once. After that it dropped back down to less than 20 skips before tripping up.
But hey, at least now I know it’s possible. And damn, it’s tiring. (Which is great.)
I’m also slightly upset that I have no plans this weekend. More bored than anything else really. I’ll take Mom out (terrible daughter, only doing it out of the blue because I have no plans……) Should be pretty nice.
Anyway. To fight the boredom! I! Will! Follow through! On meeting people on Tinder! Yes. Commit!
At least I’ll be able to say I tried, rather than whine week after week about how I’m bored. And fuck, my friends are too introverted to hang out with regularly (ok, that’s not true. It’s mostly just Jessie lol.) And those who are attached are even harder to come by. Everyone’s caught up with work and weekends are precious.
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Sometimes I think about writing a book called How to Be Less of an Asshole. Mostly for myself, because I’d like to know.
It’d be like the go-to moral compass for non-religious people. Like what the Bible is to Christians. Lol. Ok, that’s taking it way too seriously.
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China’s president Xi Jinping announced that China will stop funding new coal plants. This actually sparked some hope in me. It’s a great start. Will there be many issues, loopholes and all that? Surely. But all changes start that way. There is hope for the climate crisis.
I matched on a dating app with a guy from work that I’d met once before and never really talked to. I’d met him during my internship two years ago. First impressions — cute, kinda intimidating. He’d swiped on me first, and I’m pretty certain he didn’t recognize me when he swiped. I thought he looked familiar but couldn’t be sure myself until I saw one of his pictures where he was with some other colleagues I recognized. Well, I hope he replies. It could be awkward. But hell, maybe it’ll be the start of more friendship connections at work (at least). It’s nice to have people to hang out with at work, for sure.
In other news, it was Mid-Autumn Festival yesterday and I went to the park with Mom. It was nice. Lots of families with kiddos were out carrying lanterns. Super wholesome, good fun.
Also, it’s been barely a week and I’m already seeing some early warning signs of getting bored of Tinder. But no! I shall power on through this arduous phase. Lol. On the bright side, I’ve been keeping up some chats, so that’s a great step forward. Forward? Yeah, hopefully it’s a step forward. Or, if not, it’s a step at least. Gotta work to ward off the boredom.
My brother will be back from his overseas stint soon. Am I looking forward to that? Surprisingly, I’m feeling pretty neutral. Probably because it’s only a temporary return. It’d be nice to see him though.
Dad’s also gonna be back from his overseas stint soon. Will that be good for Mom? Definitely, even if it means they’ll be fighting all the time again. And hell, that conjures dread in the pit of my stomach. Goddamn, I don’t want him to come back. I’m a terrible daughter. Time to think about moving out once again.
Oh yeah. Another thing I’ve been doing to fend off boredom (and also protect my eyes). I’ve been listening to a bunch of audiobook recently, to fend off boredom, and also to make the most of my one-month free Audible Plus trial. Titles include: Man’s search for Meaning by Viktor Frankl, which had a pretty horrific description of the Holocaust, but also drove home the point of how important it is to have a “Why” for living. To feel like you have a purpose in life is so important, and it’s not just one set purpose — it usually changes over time. What I’m listening to now is A Personal Odyssey by Thomas Sowell. It’s interesting. I love how independently this guy thinks, and he doesn’t give two shits about authority or rules that he thinks are dumb. Some things he says I don’t agree with, but hell, that just means we have different opinions/grew up in different eras, and that I’m thinking independently. Yup. It all goes back to praising myself.
xo,
Amber
