A funny rendition of my recent fails and triumphs, which hopefully will not only give you something to laugh about but will perhaps help you out a bit. DISCLAIMER: Embarrassing Stories ahead that will definitely dent the coolness that I try and portray on this website. Oh well.
I am now (well in exactly one month) half way through my undergraduate degree at university. I am 19 years old, even though I feel about 45 due to my joint pain, love of wine, developing forehead wrinkles, ‘mum’ like personality and obsession with the 1980s. Basically, I’m a cool aunty in the body of a 19 year old lanky, boyish, clumsy girl with the mind of an 70 year old lady. Anyone who knows me, including my mother, will vouch for this. However, half way through my degree (which is a bit mind-blowing because I feel like I still don’t know where the nearest toilets are on campus, nor have I ever hired a book from the library) I think I am slowly beginning the adult-ing process of my life. Not adultERy, just incase anyone thinks that is what this is about. If you thought this post was about cheating on your significant other, you have come to the wrong girl and the wrong place.
(Shoutout to Zane, my significant other, who I hope didn’t think that was what this was about. Love You.)
Growing up, well attempting to anyway, is a very difficult, mostly awkward and sometimes embarrassing experience. In my personal case, there are a few main events that I think have formed me into the young adult I am today, each shaping my personality in one way or another. I think one of the standouts was a viral video of ten year old, chubby me, doing and excellent impersonation of “Boom Boom Pow” by the Black Eyed Peas, with music video effects to match. My best friend thought that it would be hilarious to upload this video onto Facebook just a couple of years ago, and even though I was embarrassed, I didn’t think many people would end up seeing it.
That was until I was walking past a classroom at school one day, and everyone was gathered around a laptop laughing their heads off, including the teacher, who proceeded to see me, point, and then run to the door screaming about a video of me online. Excellent I thought. The faculty think I am a joke. To this day, this video still haunts me. I remember when my boyfriend saw it for the first time after I accidentally eluded to the fact that the video existed, and of course, with some hectic stalking skills, he found it. The video even went around my workplace just last year, and I had the honour of the DJ playing it at our work Christmas Party.
However, now that I look back on this video, which somehow still exists somewhere in the dark realms of the internet, I just laugh. I have come to realise that this video is probably one of the main things that has helped me grow into the person I am today. I have built resilience, been able to laugh at myself and accepted that I will be judged for it, but I am ok with all of it, because I know that this video is just a part of my past. It displays all of the favourite parts of my personality - confidence, courage, weirdness - my outgoing nature. And hey, it taught me that I definitely don’t belong on Australia’s Got Talent, so it dealt my future dignity a massive favour.
Along with this story, there are many other experiences that may seem small, but have majorly shaped me into the person I am today. From literally selling myself in the form of a TV advert with a price tag and everything in Year 6 during my Junior School Captaincy speech (which won by the way), to stacking it - and I mean completely stacking it - multiple times in public, especially throughout high school. Even replying “Good thanks, how are you” to “Hello” on a daily basis at the cafe I work at - you could say I am the perfect mix of cool, calm, collected and clunky. There really is no in-between with me. However, all of these things have lead to me developing into a pretty good adult for a 19 year old, if I do say so myself.
They have all influenced me to get over my fear of going to doctors appointments by myself, talking on the phone, or in real life for that matter, to strangers, filling out forms, filling up petrol, going and paying for the gym, getting dressed every morning without the comfort of a school uniform, dealing with bosses etc., etc. I have even, almost, stopped biting my nails, and I remember to drink water before going to bed after a big night out. Basically, I am the epitome of a responsible adult.
Well sometimes. I am currently sitting in my pyjamas at 12:09pm on a Monday. But hey, at least I’m being productive? The moral of the story is - embrace everything that makes you, you. All of the awkward, embarrassing stories of your past, they each have built you into the person you are today. I recently read that the chances of you, being you, are not 1 in 7 billion like everyone seems to believe. If the accurate mathematical formulas of probability and all of that fancy stuff is applied, there is only a 1 in 400 trillion chance that you, exactly as you are, exist. Everything that has happened has happened for a reason. Embrace your quirks, even if you an incessant elbow bumping human being like myself. The bruises make you 100% you. Keep going all of you new kid-ults out there. And even you actual adults. You’re never fully ‘grown up.’