I decided since I’m turning 200 years old (Feels like I am) I should blog about what I have learnt from these past 20 years, so…
Dear 20 year old, Revi:
· You may be able to finish an entire fish bowl yourself, but drunk texting is so not sexy. Also don’t feel the need to show people you can polish of an entire bottle yourself. No one cares. You’re 20 now.
· No matter how much you will your legs to run faster or your hand-eye coordination to improve, you will suck at sports. Accept it and cheer from the stands okay?
· Eating an entire bowl of wasabi just to prove you can, will just make you end up in tears and clutch your throat from the burning sensation. You are a weakling.
· You don’t have to say “Yes” to everything and everyone, like for example because so and so asked you out on their birthday means you can still say “No”. They may call you bad names but whatever.
· Stop telling people you’re useless in the kitchen; you could make a decent meal if you wanted too. The problem with you is you have the patience of a mother of triplets who all happen to be crying at the same time.
· Your boobs have stopped growing. This is it. Accept it, embrace it, get over it.
· You have always been a feisty little one. But rather keep quiet and plot their murder in your head than say hurtful things and regret it later.
· Don’t condemn the entire human race for the fools who trampled all over you and the liquidised your remaining body parts, start to let people in.
· Not all children are little monsters. Don’t hate on all of them, just breathe and remember you were a kid once too.
· You are probably going to mess up once in a while. It’s a reminder that you’re human and not ‘Superwoman’. Things can’t be perfect all the time.
· You will need to take a leap of faith once in a while and I don’t mean take down the measurements, predict the outcome and write a report. Live a little geez.
· You can beg and plead people to stay in your life but if they could even think about leaving, they aren’t worth it.
· You have realised that the people you call family will not always be there for you. So you edit the word “family” to anyone who you can always count on to be there for you through your good and pathetically bad times.
· You are going to have to start giving out second chances. You mess up too and aren’t we all human.
· You are not always going to be the prettiest, sweetest, thinnest, smartest person in the room, but you’re Revi and that’s all that matters.
· You have an unhealthy obsession with jeans but life’s too short to wear jeans everyday.
· You have been hurt alot. But don’t let past experiences define who you are and what people mean to you.
· You know now that nothing is ever a failure; it will always be a lesson.
· You can’t label everything. Especially with relationships. Let things be as they are or you end up ruining what you have or could have.
· You are human. So yes you are probably going to order the burger and fries over the salad. You’ll also probably be the only girl at the table that does, but whatever.
· You can’t respect elders if it’s not a two-way street. Yeah so you greet first, offer your chair but if they can’t treat you decently don’t bother.
· You are curvy. No matter how much you diet or how many times you visit the gym, these curves and your shape is here to stay.
· You will never ever buy anything that doesn’t fit you properly. Even if it’s on sale. Even if God came to you in a dream and told you to buy it. Just don’t.
I have definitely learnt a lot more but that would end up in me writing an essay. I’m turning 20, it isn’t the end of the world I guess. Moral of this badly disguised attempt at a story; live a little more.
Sexy and Love