I love getting into the zone and losing track of time. It was easier when I had less on my plate. Unfortunately, like everyone else the older I get, the more obligations I have.
Being so immersed in another world that the real one falls away is an incredible feeling. I tend to come out of those sessions feeling energized, even if I just spent the past two hours writing.
Of course, getting into the zone is tougher than simply sitting down in a chair. It requires you to start, which is often the hardest part.
Losing track of time because you’re so caught up in your w.ork can happen when you least expect it to. Sometimes a little pressure courtesy of a deadline helps as well.
Personally, I make a schedule and set aside some time for creative work every day. I don’t always get into the zone. When I do, I don’t always expect to stay in the zone for too long. Then again, when things are going well, I don’t want to stop. I want to keep going until I can’t.
You’ll figure it out. Adjust, adapt. Sometimes well-laid plans don’t pan out. That’s life. Do the best you can given the circumstances. Put your self in a position to succeed even if it seems the world wants to see you fail.
Don’t blame anyone, yourself included. If you want it badly enough, you’ll work for it. Work hard.
It’s okay to compromise. You may have to compensate. Make sacrifices.
You owe no one anything. Never ask for permission to do what you love. Never ask for approval once you’ve done what you love. This life is yours and no one else’s. Make your own decisions instead of letting someone else make them for you.
You’re going to regret what you didn’t do more than you’ll ever regret all the things you did. Believe in your abilities. You’re more than capable. You can do anything you set your mind to.
Some things don’t matter nearly as much as you think they do. Know who you are. You shouldn’t change for the sake of changing.
You can’t be perfect, so stop trying to be. Nobody else is. Aim for excellence. Do more than you have to. Dream big. Dream bigger. You’re too good to rest on your laurels.
Stay true to your word because that’s all you have. You will reap the seeds you’ve sown in due time. Have the patience to follow through with things to the end. You’re almost there.
Take care of your body. Listen to it. You deserve to be happy. Do what brings you the most happiness. Remember not to feel ashamed about living your life in a way that feels right.
Set the bar high enough that you challenge yourself but not too high that you put yourself in a corner. Nothing is worth more than your health, your well-being.
Go full out, not halfway. Remember all you’ve had to overcome to get here. Count your blessings, your lucky stars. Take pride in the progress you’ve made.
You’ll be okay.
University is great until I remember that grades are a thing.
Then again, either I did well and life goes on or I didn’t do well and life goes on.
Part of the reason why I want to graduate and get a job is because I don’t want to be graded anymore. I know grades are just grades. They don’t dictate my future. They aren’t a measure of my self-worth. But my ego has a mind of its own.
For my own sanity, I don’t obsessively check my grades. In first year, I focussed on doing work and the results worked themselves out.
I’ve done well before. There’s no reason why I can’t do well now.
To be completely honest, my GPA has dropped every year. It’s okay though. I’ve made peace with that.
In the past, I would check many of my grades all at once. That way, I wouldn’t get too hung up over one bad mark.
As long as I pass every class, I can graduate on time. That’s the main goal.
I keep getting emails about updated grades on my final essays and exams. A part of me wants to look at my grades but another part doesn’t. I haven’t worked up the courage to check any of them yet.
Today, I wrote my last exam for the fall semester. I can’t believe I only have one more semester of university left.
Classes start up again in January, and even though I’m excited, I feel nervous.
Exams finish in April. my graduation ceremony is in June.
After I graduate, I want to work and write.
I’m looking forward to what’s next. I feel like I’m already embarking on a new chapter in my life.
I don’t want to jump too far ahead because anything can happen between now and next year. But that doesn’t stop me from worrying about post-grad.
As much as I love blogging, I might publish less in the future. I’ve been trying to post every day in December, but I’m not sure what 2019 will bring. It’s going to be a year full of change.
I don’t see myself going back to university, at least not anytime soon. So I will try to pursue my dreams and see where life takes me.
I have every intention to keep learning and improving even after I finish school and start work. My goal is to become a better human being with each passing day.
I feel like I’ve done everything I wanted to achieve in school. I just need to graduate university in 2019, which I’m on track to do.
I’ve already declared my intent to graduate, and that fact is finally starting to sink in.
After I graduate next year, I plan to work. I will work hard.
I have all these ideas and plans, dreams and goals. I can’t wait to make them happen.
I love telling stories, so I hope I never stop.
I know my career is just getting started, so I have plenty of time. Still, I want to do everything right now.
Looking back, I’ve come a long way. Once upon a time, I entered the public school system not knowing a word of English. Then I went on to win an English award at my elementary school graduation. I even won writing scholarships in university as well.
I’ve accomplished a lot in academia, and I’m proud of my achievements. But I’m ready to move on to the next chapter of my life.
Growing up, I wanted to be a writer. I wanted to write. I loved creative writing. I still do.
Over the years, I’ve seen my work change before my eyes. I’ve come so far. Of course, there’s so much further for me to go.
No matter what I do or don’t do in the years to come, I’ll still make writing a priority. I have no reason to rush the creative process. I can stop and smell the roses. I should enjoy this seemingly endless rollercoaster ride. I have to appreciate the highs as well as the lows.
I don’t know much. I do know that when I don’t write, I don’t feel right.
I wonder what kind of writing I’ll pursue further. Creative or professional? Something in between? Something else entirely? We’ll see.
I don’t want to regret not taking a risk, so I have to try at the very least. I don’t want to ask what if for the rest of my life.
I wish I could do everything, but I can’t. I just try to prioritize writing when possible. I don’t mind sacrificing other things. I’m even fine studying less if that means writing more. I suppose I’ve always seen myself as a writer.
I often need to remind myself that I don’t have to do everything. Besides, I only have 24 hours in a day like everyone else.
There’s only so much I can do. Too bad I’m super stubborn. Even during the school year, I still try to do what I did over the summer.
I’m doing my best, and that’s all I can do. I strive for balance. It’s tough though. But I like my lifestyle. I have what I need. Hopefully, I can sustain my way of life for a long time.
As much as I love the idea of daily habits, I can’t do all of them some days. Which is why I should prioritize. Depending on the circumstances, I might put one thing before another.
I also can’t wait to graduate. Most likely, I will find work afterwards. Maybe in the future, I’ll return to university, but as of right now, I’m ready to begin my career.
I’ve done a lot in school. I want to do a lot in the real world too.
I have no idea what I’ll be doing in a few months. Or where I’ll be for that matter.
One day, I hope to look back and think my hard work paid off. Until then I’ll tell myself I don’t have to do everything. It’s okay to focus on a few things at a time.
I don’t know what I’m doing post-grad. It makes me anxious just thinking about it. But everyone and their dogs love to ask, “what are you going to do after graduation?”
I keep changing my mind. I can’t decide. Still, I’ll try to summarize my goals for 2019 in a nutshell.
My last semester starts in January and ends in April. That’s crazy. I’m so close to being done.
The graduation ceremony is in June. I wouldn’t miss that for the world.
Afterwards, I’ll probably work. I have no idea what or where. Regardless of my day job, I still plan to blog and write as much as possible next year.
I’ve never spent entire days or an extended period of time working on my own creative projects. Perhaps one day, I can get to a point where that’s possible.
On my hand, I feel like I need to work all the time. On the other, I also need to live my life. I’ll figure things out.
If I want to go back to school, I will. If not, I can find a job. I’d love to travel too, see more of the world.
Whatever I end up doing, I will do my best. And whatever I end up not doing is probably for the better.