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2010 Goals

I am not a fan of the New Years’s resolution. In my head, this term connotes an empty promise, empty words, failure before beginning, and the inability to realize a stated goal. I think this way because people always talk about their resolutions as things they say they will do, but don’t. Because of this, I’ve never made a New Year’s resolution.

The inability of other people to be disciplined and put effort behind their words shouldn’t prevent me from setting goals and trying to improve myself. So this year I decided to set goals for myself. I like goals because there is no implication that they will be met. After declaring the goal, you still must do the work to realize it. Most people make New Year’s goals, not resolutions, because most people don’t actually resolve to do the thing(s) they stated to do.

I drafted my goals for 2010 in early January and thought about them for a few weeks. During that time I was unable to commit to any of them. I didn’t want to commit to something that I might not be able to achieve, and by mid-February I had forgotten about my goals.

It’s now the end of April, almost a full 4 months into the year, and I haven’t been pursuing any of the goals I drafted in January. I am not satisfied with this. But, the past is done and what I can do now is focus on the present and set my intention for the future.

These are my goals for 2010, starting today:

  1. Skydive.
  2. Drink 1 quart of water per day.
  3. Write 1 blog post per week.
  4. Read 1 book per month.
  5. Publish an iPhone app to the App Store.
  6. Move to Japan.

My goals are set, but they are not resolutions. There is no guarantee that I will meet these goals. Now it’s up to me to do the work, to show that there is iron in my words.

Three Apples & Sawtelle Blvd

Today was the last day of “Three Apples” – Hello Kitty’s 35-year anniversary celebration at Royal/T. I went to see the setup and have brunch. A group of young boys asked me where I got Riku – they we disappointed to find out that I didn’t get him at Royal/T. While I was waiting for a table a girl took a picture of me with a Japanese camera on special Hello Kitty Polaroid film.

The two girls at the table next to me were really excited to see Riku, and took pictures with him. I met a new waitress, Yukina, and the hostess, Amanda. I was able to speak a little Japanese with Yukina, and Amanda and I talked about the Japanese class at UCLA. The food tasted and felt like it was made with Hello Kitty appliances, but I enjoyed it, except that right away I burned my tongue on the hot tea and I started to get a headache half-way through my meal. I walked around for a little while after I ate and felt my confidence return. I took pictures and video of the event, and felt really comfortable. It was nice to see my friends at Royal/T again, Emily and Jana. I left feeling good.

I went to the Sawtelle area to explore. I drove through there yesterday, but didn’t stop long enough to see the stores. Today I did a walking tour. I saw many cool, hip, yummy looking restaurants. I went into Giant Robot 2 and bought a few things. I also visited an interior design store, Giant Robot (1), and a few other Japanese toy/clothing stores. The clothing store I went in had a second section that had trinkets, shoes, and books. I looked at two books, one about the history of Nerve.com, and the other about the sex industry in Japan. One of the toy shops had lots of Rilakkuma stuff, and another was almost all Tokidoki merchandise.

I found a crepe place, but didn’t order anything. I was going to stay at Volcano Tea to study for a while, but when I went in and ordered in Japanese, they told me that they were Chinese (strike 1) and when I tried to pay with a credit card, they told me that it was cash-only (strike 2). I left, embarrassed, under the pretense that I was going to the grocery store to buy gum and get cash back. I didn’t do that, and I didn’t go back in. (I didn’t make it to strike 3, but while I was in there I noticed that the TV was loud and a depressing medical program was playing. I wouldn’t have wanted to work with that going on, so perhaps that was it.) After that, I decided that it was time to go home.