Your twenties also know as the years which are supposed to be the best ones of your life; I’m sure they say that about high school too.
I have always been a little bit of an over-thinker (even my driving instructor agrees). Don’t get me wrong it’s not a bad thing as I always have lots of idea’s of things I want to do, things I want to buy and goals I want to achieve. It’s the logistic of these thoughts that make me worry about if I’m making the most of my days, years and overall my so-called twenties. Let me explain further:
I would love to go traveling, jet off and see all of the most instragrammble places in New Zealand, America (Disneyland), Austraila and the rest. However, I couldn’t think of anything scarier than traveling alone, I mean ‘who would I talk to?’, ‘what if I befriend someone who’s a bad person?’and ‘what if I get really badly lost?’. I could travel with my boyfriend but he’s saving up for a car and then I’ll be saving up for a car after and time will have disappeared and I’ll be in nearly 24. Plus I don’t have the money to go traveling with anyone, not even just myself right now. (I may be exaggerating a little but that’s what it feels like).
I also would love to save up for a decent car after I’ve passed my test, maybe a Fiat 500 or a Mini, the options are endless. The saving has started however whilst doing this all the little extra’s like a new eyeshadow palette and a fresh pair of converse that I don’t need but would like have turned into a big no-no. It’s even gone as far as not having a summer holiday this year as that would eat away at half of the savings, especially by the time you’ve had a few meals out and treated yourself a little (which is a holiday essential). I’m stopping myself from getting the little things now to save up for something better that’ll need for the future. I know it’ll be worth it, however, I just can’t help but think I’m missing out a little.
I can’t help but be a little jealous of those who learned to drive at 17 and passed when they were 18, I feel like they’re a whole three years ahead of me. They’ve finished uni and I’m still trying to achieve something they were able to do before the started.
Yes, okay I am aware I’m being very over-dramatic; but in a low key, the thoughts in the back of my mind kinda way that is how I feel.
I want to be an achiever, I want to make other people proud of my success aka my family, but it just seems so hard to do so whilst being a twenty-something in this modern day, do you agree?
Let’s quickly mention another long-term goal of mine, the same goal that everyone wants to achieve at some point, owning your own place. Your own pad which you can glam up and put pictures on the walls where you want, choose if you have wallpaper in the lounge or just paint, choose if you have a marble top in your kitchen or a white one, these are all things I cannot wait to do. They’re goals that are so far off that I feel like I will never achieve, I mean £25,000 for a deposit will take me years and years to save and that one isn’t an exaggeration.
Time seems to be running away from my twenties quicker and quicker and I feel like I’m just not going to have the money to achieve everything I want to in ten years. TEN YEARS, is a heck of a long amount of time, I mean ten years ago I was a shy little girl still in primary school so maybe I can achieve more than I think.
I guess things can be tricky but that doesn’t mean you can’t do it if you put your mind to it (is what I keep telling myself). I might be sat on my sofa in 5 years time with my boyfriend, in our own place, whilst our cars which we had on finance are sat on the drive all paid off, there would also be a little doggo sitting on the fluffy rug in front of the fireplace.
If this becomes reality I know my thoughts won’t be I’m so sad I missed out on the new Urban Decay palette when I was twenty, It wouldn’t even cross my mind.