Declutter your New Year

I know, it’s a little too late for a New Year’s wish, but, hey, Happy New Year! I’m a bit sad this year knowing that my adult life will start in a few months time, but I’ll cherish what I’ve got.

So, I haven’t really figured out what my resolution this year is, yet, but last night got me thinking. I was watching this documentary of Minimalism and this idea struck my mind. I am going to go minimal with everything that I have. Okay, I’m gonna tell you how determine I am, because I am never this determine, well, at least not this year.

Okay, minimalism is keeping what’s valuable to you, and letting go of what seemed to make you happy once upon a time, but now you tend to have forgotten about them and they’re just there consuming your space in the house. Consumerism, people, is bad!

I know for you girls out there, this seems to be impossible to you because, hell yeah, I know we have emotional and physical connections to our stuff, especially our makeup, our clothes, shoes and basically everything that we own. But, I’ll tell you this, that feeling after you went through all your stuff and getting rid of things you don’t feel brings value to you anymore, is the most satisfying thing ever.

After the movie ended, I said to Hafid, “Since both of us can’t sleep, do you want to declutter your life with me?” And his face light up, we jumped out of bed and prepare 3 trash bags to separate the trash, things we would want to donate, and things we wanted to sell. This was at 2.00am when we started to declutter our things. The mission is ON.

We started section by section in the room and then out in the kitchen as well, and guess what, in this tiny space of ours, we successfully decluttered our life and managed to round up 3 bags of trash, a bag of donation, and a bag to sell. Imagine that!

So, let me break it down to you, first, we went through my makeup. I owned a decent amount of makeup for everyday use, I think my collection of makeup is just enough for me to use everyday and in that section, I don’t need that much decluttering going on. But, in one of the cabinets, I found a ridiculous amount of empty makeup boxes that I just kept for no use. Well, I have this habit of keeping makeup boxes just because it’s pretty, like my Kylie Lip Kits, or my Tarte palette box, you know, that sort of thing. Hafid made me throw them away and I was devastated at first, but seconds after, the feeling of easiness filled my heart and I felt that decluttering feeling that minimalists have been talking about. Aha.

The next section was my wardrobe. Oh God, I swear this was the hardest thing I had to do in my life. As you would guess, I did not entirely declutter my closet because, let’s face it, I need my clothes and it does bring value to my life, so I cannot object to that. Things that bring value to me are the things that make me happy. And the point of going minimal is to make me happy, see where I’m going with that? Haha. Also, I know Hafid made me throw the empty boxes away, but if you know my obsession with dUCk scarves, I WILL NOT BE GETTING RID OF THOSE BOXES, thank you very much. Those really brought me happiness as long as I can remember. So I kept it, towering high in my wardrobe. 🙂

That’s basically my section of the house, and others were Hafid’s. He did some decluttering too, which was an accomplishment for him because he also has emotional attachments with his things, but now, we are much happier and it is a great way to start off our last semester of college. Kudos to the both of us!

So, declutter your life, and ask yourself, “Does this bring value to your life?”. If not, get rid of it, and your life will be much simpler and happier.

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Good luck in getting rid of your stuff! (I am never getting rid of the dUCk boxes. LOL)

 

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DUCK SYNDROME

I don’t have a hobby, until recently, established Raya 2016 in Malaysia.

I mentioned Malaysia because if I haven’t gone back during the summer, I wouldn’t have been obsessed with collecting the dUCk scarves. I blamed it all on my outing to Pavilion one fine day.

Here it goes: well, I didn’t know that a dUCk store was just opened a few days after I reached Malaysia. Before this, I had a favorite hijab brand that I bought in Ampang Park. Favorite in my definition is owning almost all the colors of that particular chiffon scarf and that’s it. I love it, it was my length of scarf and I wear it everyday. Period.

But, this obsession that I developed over a few months ago, is ridiculous. I started trying out a few duck scarves, Georgette range in Oreo was my first duck. I bought it because it’s in black color and what could go wrong with trying a ridiculously luxurious scarf for once right? Well, EVERYTHING COULD GO WRONG. Now, I’m obsessed. I’m pretty sure people couldn’t understand my obsession with this scarf, some would say, it’s just a scarf, why is it so expensive. And I know the target market is not for students like me, but I work to get most of it, so I would pat myself a pretty good job well done for earning it.

I know people would joke, saying “This scarf could prevent you from the hell’s fire, is it?”. Hmm I don’t know. But I feel satisfied wearing and owning them. So, I say, why not. It’s not because its luxurious that I want to buy it, its just the feeling of satisfaction owning something so exclusive and pretty. I fell in love immediately. The experience from battling for it, (yes, it’s called a duck battle – it’s real), buying it, waiting for it to arrive, and to open the package and get that scarf inside. All of it, the experience, is what I’m obsessed about. I rarely have a hobby, but this hobby is insanely ridiculous I have yet to do. It’s so satisfying that I cannot stop, it’s like I’m addicted.

But I’m glad I did. It’s wonderful to own one. But I swear on all my scarves, that if you ever get involved, you’ll get addicted. Not to buying it, but to owning it. But also, maybe you won’t because you have that self-restraint. Hat’s off to you, my friend.