Dreams don’t work unless you do, and now that you know what I am eyeing, it’s only fair to tell you how I am planning to achieve it this year.
Now that the goals are out of the way, here’s everything I think will fix me this year. I am Bob the Builder-ing myself.
Having the Sheer Audacity
Have you ever noticed how most successful people are men?
And not the soft-spoken, polite type, but the strong, disrespectful, overconfident ones who walk into rooms as if God outsourced divinity to them personally?
Men are born with audacity. A 2/10 man will confidently judge an Egyptian goddesses for covering one pimple. That is Olympic-level audacity. And this audacity… somehow works. Manifestation coaches will list a hundred fucking methods to get what you want – but the only thing that actually works is audacity. Having that blind narcissism. Being insufferable.
Psychopaths live happily. They get opportunities. They don’t overthink. They manifest by simply waking up in the morning and saying, “I am the creator of this universe”
So this year, my biggest resolution is to have the confidence of a below-average man.
I can do it, not because I’m good at it, but because if not me then who?
Every morning begins with a side of audacity.
Fix My Sleeping Schedule
We have arrived at the part where most people (me) give up in three days.
I started writing this article in mid-December. As I type this, I don’t know if I’ve been able to follow this resolution. AND IT’S ONLY JAN SECOND.
Jan 01 edit: We’re following through so far. I plan on sleeping early tonight.
Anyway, as you know, I’m big on aesthetics. While sleep is crucial for health, I’ll be honest: my primary motivation is to get rid of my dark circles. I’m a cute girl, and Panda Eye is not my favourite aesthetic.
So here’s the plan:
- Sleep between 10–10:30 PM
- Wake at 5:30 AM
- Zero phone for 30 minutes before bed
If everything goes well, 2026 me shall rise looking like a moisturised angel instead of a raccoon who picked a fight with destiny.
Write an Hour, Everyday
I have too many writing goals this year.
To achieve even half, this needs to be non-negotiable.
It’s either one hour daily OR attempting a seven-hour writing marathon every Sunday — which we all know will not happen unless I’m taken hostage by creativity.
So the rule is simple:
Write something every single day.
Even if it sucks. Even if it’s one page. Even if it’s chaos.
Consistency > perfection.
Use My Commute Intentionally
My commute is long, and I usually spend it switching songs every 20 seconds or watching something for five minutes before the attention span of a baby pigeon kicks in.
This procrastination spiral leaves me feeling unfulfilled. And that has to stop because — say it with me — I am the greatest goddess in the universe.
So this year, my commute is for:
- reading
- learning
- thinking
- plotting (fictional) murders
- building Shreyalogy
No more passive scrolling.
Health
I’m not doing terribly health wise, but this year I turn twenty-five.
The age where collagen quietly packs its bags and apoptosis begins fading like a bad relationship.
Every older friend says their metabolism dipped suddenly post-25. And honestly? I believe it.
So my health resolution is simple:
Maintain what I have and support my body better.
Superficial motivation or not — I love my face and my body. And I want them to last.
This year I’m committing to:
- not messing with my skincare
- sticking to supplements
- drinking water consistently
- daily movement
- starting slow with: 2L water/day + 7,000 steps
2026 is my “we take care of ourselves because we love ourselves” era.
Read 30 Minutes Every Day
I have a goal of reading 60 books this year.
Will 30 minutes achieve that?
Absolutely not.
But that’s not the point.
This is about identity.
About giving myself a daily checkbox that whispers, “You’re on track.”
If it helps me feel grounded and consistent, I’m doing it.
Hydration
There’s not much to say except:
I am a girl.
We can survive without water.
Men are the ones who need water every five minutes.
But unfortunately, my skin is drier than a desert-themed horror movie. It is functioning solely because of the skincare tsunami I apply twice a day.
So this year:
I drink water like my life depends on it.
Because it actually does.
Working Out & Contortion
I want to maintain my weight, tone my body like I’m a T-Pain song, and finally learn contortion, a lifelong dream.
This is the year I take my physical strength seriously and teach my spine the limits of human engineering.
We’ll see how this goes five days down the line, but this is what we are working with right now.
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