New Year, again.

Hello, life.

Just spent the whole day with my colleagues and we all did our own personal goal setting. Pledging to do that is just the first step to becoming what I really really want (which i realised is not just to be rich).

I have also redefined what money means to me. It's not about having enough to go on holidays. Or buying something special for myself everytime I feel "sad". That happened most of last year to the point where I looked forward to being upset just so I could comfort myself and buy something new. How detrimental. No. Money means freedom to give and share my wealth with the people who matter. Which is why I have to buy time now, since youth is still very much on my side.

When I think of the kind of woman I really want to embody... Images of Kate Middleton and Amal Alamuddin Clooney pops into my head. Like no shit sherlock, they look like they get. things. DONE. Let's work towards that this year Nas, for real.

When I want a slice of cake, I'd be thinking - "KATE WOULD NEVER EAT ONE AT 11PM".

When I want to sleep in on a weekday? "AMAL DID NOT LAND CLOONEY BECAUSE SHE'S JUST ANOTHER LAZY BITCH WHO SLEEPS ALOT."

I feel so motivated already.

Here's a few pictures of my new favourite woman of 2015. Frikin ace. She is wearing everything I have dreamed of wearing or would totally pick out for myself if I was skinny and more high maintenance (which, trust me, i aim to be by the end of this year). I want to strut in with my Stella McCartney pantsuit and link arms with my beau on a boat. Why the hell not. I'd love to marry a strong, influential man. Dream big girls. Why the hell not.

High maintenance is not a bad thing - especially if i am the one doing all the maintaining and grooming of myself. I just like the idea of looking super put together on a daily basis and not like my usual lazy a-tornado-flew-around-my-room-before-you-came look. Women who look messy never amount to anything unless you are Jennifer Aniston's artfully tousled hair.

P/S. Insya Allah. Nothing in life happens without God's will. I can only plan, strive and pray. So help me, God.