Fear is a funny thing. It's the universal brick wall that we put up in front of ourselves, whether warranted or not, and can stop us from experiencing life. Everyone has their fears, but the ones that matter are the ones we allow to take over to the point where it affects our decisions. I'd like to think I've overcome some fears of mine to be the more independent and self-achieving person that I am right now.
A funny little fear of mine lead me to put off getting my driver's license far longer than logic decrees I ever should have. I worried about being "bad" at driving just like one could be "bad" at Maths or playing golf, but the risks are so much higher. I put it off and I put it off and it just became easier to not do it. When I finally started learning to drive, I would go between feeling OK about it and doubting myself. It's taken me to the age of 21 to finally decide I have to get my license. I have to make those steps towards complete independence.
Today I had my first professional driving lesson in hopes to work towards finalizing my skills before going for my license. Today I also was in a car crash. No one was hurt, apart from a severe headache that came after impact. The other driver's car was a large four wheel drive with a bullbar, I correctly slowed down, stopped and indicated to turn. The driver wasn't paying attention behind me and hit the back of me with such force I've never felt before. The back of the car I was driving was smashed in like a piece of paper. I never realised the shock one could experience from that, I can't possibly imagine what people have gone through when they've experienced head-on collisions. I was emotional and had no idea what just happened, shaking and confused.
My very familiar fear says to use this as the perfect example to justify my reluctance for so many years. But I'm going to say no to that because being held back by irrational thoughts will only hinder me. Gotta get back in my car and keep driving.
Saturday, August 9, 2014
Sunday, August 3, 2014
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
You know those people you meet who carry such a charismatic vibe about them and straight off the bat they're infectious to be around? You know, the Martin Luther Kings, Jack Blacks, Russel Brands, Whoopi Goldbergs, Leonardos, Anthony Hopkins and Ellen DeGenerises of this world? Celebrities aside, It's those kind of people you meet in day-to-day life who are funny, charming and likable who we often think to some degree "I wish I was like that." It may not be a completely conscious feeling of jealousy, but something small inside you desires after the qualities that make those rare people stand out in a crowd and be heard when they speak. Regardless of their looks, what they wear or how they spend their time, these people are just innately fantastic, confident and delightful to be around. They influence. I've so often envied these people, knowing I could never feign the qualities that it takes to be like that.
But I had a funny thought lately after coming across a few of these types of people. Instead of feeling that desire to be them, I felt a desire to know them. It takes all kind of characters to make up the world and naturally charismatic, hilarious, caring, warm, quirky, laid back people aren't existent for us to become a prototype of, but are there to make our lives more rich by knowing them.
But I had a funny thought lately after coming across a few of these types of people. Instead of feeling that desire to be them, I felt a desire to know them. It takes all kind of characters to make up the world and naturally charismatic, hilarious, caring, warm, quirky, laid back people aren't existent for us to become a prototype of, but are there to make our lives more rich by knowing them.
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Funny to think that not too long ago, we were school kids.
A big congrats to my sister for getting her law degree. People are often impressed by the title, but what I find most fantastic is that she is someone who's entering into a field that she's passionate and excited about, which is the most important thing when going into a profession.
A big congrats to my sister for getting her law degree. People are often impressed by the title, but what I find most fantastic is that she is someone who's entering into a field that she's passionate and excited about, which is the most important thing when going into a profession.
Friday, March 21, 2014
Ah so isn't life that much better when you have really cool stuff to look forward to!?
A big festival coming up, hopefully getting my manual license so I can drive my car and graduating and legit legit job hunting as a teacher are a few big ones this year! I really need to think of a name for my car too, it's high on the priority list!
However currently a little bit (or possibly a lot) excited to find out if my application to join a volunteer program in Peru which involves climbing Machu Picchu (one of the 7 wonders of the world) and working in an orphanage has been successful. Ahhh Fingers crossed!!!
A big festival coming up, hopefully getting my manual license so I can drive my car and graduating and legit legit job hunting as a teacher are a few big ones this year! I really need to think of a name for my car too, it's high on the priority list!
However currently a little bit (or possibly a lot) excited to find out if my application to join a volunteer program in Peru which involves climbing Machu Picchu (one of the 7 wonders of the world) and working in an orphanage has been successful. Ahhh Fingers crossed!!!
Thursday, March 6, 2014
11 Lies
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1. Stripes are slimming
2. Environmental factors influence behaviour without you having a choice in the matter
3. Completely unadulterated honesty is the only right way to speak
4. Constantly correcting people is doing the world a favour
5. Children don't need significant boundaries because their behaviour is a representation of their true and pure self
6. Arrogance is closely tied to confidence
7. They're not talking to you because they're very busy
8. You don't conform, you always uniquely express yourself
9. Being navigated in life by your emotions is just being real and human
10. I have no regrets
11. You don't choose who you love
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Rummaging through memories
With a little time on my hands on the weekend, following a big week of teaching some beautiful kids, I took up the challenge of cleaning and organizing my room.
Very few people see inside my room, let alone enter, due to the overwhelming cluster of unorganized remnants from memories spanning over 21 years. These memories manifest themselves in the form of books, beauty products, diaries, photos, playstation games, xbox games, movies, clothes, clothes, clothes, shoes, bags, books, books and books...
Sorting through my things from years ago brings back so much nostalgia. I don't let myself get nostalgic on a day to day basis because it's always far too bitter-sweet to reminisce about days gone by that will never return. But reorganizing old birthday cards, letters and accumulated paraphernalia from my school years certainly forces such emotions on you. A few finds did tickle my fancy though...
Cards and letters from kids I've taught overseas and in Australia over the past 3 years. So touching to open them up and read through them! It reminds me of exactly why I love it.
My absolute favourite childhood picture book. Mum used to read it to me which were some of the best time we spent together when I was younger.
A book filled in by many of my primary school friends, detailing likes, dislikes, crushes and opinions. It makes me laugh so much!
A gift from a friend a year or two ago - an inflatable date......
A picture of me when I was about 5ish about to swim at the beach in Noosa, with the worst wedgie known to man. I once hated this photo due to its embarrassing nature. It's pretty funny. The inflated ring just adds another element of comedy.
Very few people see inside my room, let alone enter, due to the overwhelming cluster of unorganized remnants from memories spanning over 21 years. These memories manifest themselves in the form of books, beauty products, diaries, photos, playstation games, xbox games, movies, clothes, clothes, clothes, shoes, bags, books, books and books...
Sorting through my things from years ago brings back so much nostalgia. I don't let myself get nostalgic on a day to day basis because it's always far too bitter-sweet to reminisce about days gone by that will never return. But reorganizing old birthday cards, letters and accumulated paraphernalia from my school years certainly forces such emotions on you. A few finds did tickle my fancy though...
Cards and letters from kids I've taught overseas and in Australia over the past 3 years. So touching to open them up and read through them! It reminds me of exactly why I love it.
One of the best non-console games of my childhood! So many memories of playing this and all the yelling that was involved.
My absolute favourite childhood picture book. Mum used to read it to me which were some of the best time we spent together when I was younger. A book filled in by many of my primary school friends, detailing likes, dislikes, crushes and opinions. It makes me laugh so much!A gift from a friend a year or two ago - an inflatable date......A picture of me when I was about 5ish about to swim at the beach in Noosa, with the worst wedgie known to man. I once hated this photo due to its embarrassing nature. It's pretty funny. The inflated ring just adds another element of comedy.
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