I guess 20 is a good round number to start my countdown. On April 27, 4.30am, I will officially be 25.
Twenty and five is a very special year for me. Because of a dream I had when I was a kid. I don’t remember if I wrote it here before or not?
When I was a kid and the TV was showing Superman drama series (or there was a Superman movie around) I dreamt that Superman’s relative came to a 25-year-old me and said: You are Superman’s successor.
Ha ha… Also, the person called me Kate in the dream so I’m quite attached to the name.
Anyway, 20 days before I become a Christmas cake. I will do something special on these days to challenge my wimpy self.
These past two days, I did something I never did all these 24+ years of my life.
1. I finally asked a boy out. (Many thanks to D and Captain Awkward’s wonderful blog post.) I was turned down but it didn’t feel like the end of the world which I thought it would.
2. I asked a colleague for traveling tips. I’ve always had problems around attractive guy, something in my brain goes haywire and I act really awkward. Will work more to get rid of that.
So, the next 20 days, I will continue to challenge myself.