9. It’s all borrowed time. You shouldn’t take anything for granted, not even tomorrow. I offer you the “hit by a bus” rule. Would I regret spending my life this way if I were to get hit by a bus next week or next year? And the important corollary: Does this path lead to a life I will be happy with and proud of in 10 or 20 years if I don’t get hit by a bus.
10. Don’t try to be great. Being great involves luck and other circumstances beyond your control. The less you think about being great, the more likely it is to happen. And if it doesn’t, there is absolutely nothing wrong with being solid.
I spot similarities. Hunger Games v. Harry Potter.
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Hated pink ladies. Calculating old dudes.
Love-struck male hero. Brave heroine.
Enemy and his sidekick. Questionable Mentor.
Ryan Bingham, Up in the Air (via katetong)
From a comment on a blog I came across today. So much truth.
Whoa. The MLA has officially devised a standard format to cite tweets in an academic paper. Sign of the times.
2012 is my venture into the “adult” world beyond the safety net of a college campus.
Get into H. Probably the most ambitious and tangible item I’ve hard on a resolutions list. Make or break moment will come a day from now. Either way, at least this will be a quickie.
Soak up everything D.C. has to offer, be it oral arguments, the election, trips, bars, parties, restaurants, parks, activities, and people.
Graduate with Honors. This means finishing that darn honor thesis and making sure my credit count lines up.
Cross off at least 100 things from the 161 List. Last time I checked I was at around 50, so this shouldn’t be too difficult. However, things like “sleep with a freshman” or “take Psyc 101” are no longer viable.
Be more social. I was such a hermit for most of this year that it surprised even myself. Go out. Meet more people. Spend money. Keep in touch with friends.
Have a business professional/casual wardrobe that I’m proud of. This essentially means shopping more at expensive stores, yay me!
Enjoy the job and excel at it. I need to tell myself that this is the path I chose and that I better be darn good at it by year-end.
Pick up a hobby that doesn’t make people think I’m a gambling addict (poker) or an alcoholic (wines). Be it the arts, playwriting, more intensive ballroom dance, swimming etc.
Give presents. I realized that I’ve been neglecting friends’ birthdays. A simple message on Facebook is not enough. Send something tangible.
Learn more French. Losing a language sucks.
Real world, here I come.