Pride. Self-Pride. NB Important.

Hello everyone, I feel as if I should welcome everyone to the second half of the year. Sadly it has become an unfortunate habit that I have to start with an apology every post I write because of my consistent tardiness. This week I will try my best to make up for my laziness by posting twice.  Please enjoy 🙂

Why is it that I hear how proud my father is of me through other people?

I hear it from his co-workers and friends but never from him. I actually enjoy tagging along to work events just to hear about myself from other people. It’s actually a pretty sad pastime. *Sighs* I promise to look for new hobbies soon guys. I feel like I’ve been giving an exposé on the world’s pitiful teenage habits. Scratch that, it’s just me… why am I lobbing myself into the teenage category… Anyways?

I do admit, that is the ceiling of all accomplishments on my list. This means that hearing those words emanate from my father would be all I needed to just give up. Getting an “I’m proud of you” from the vice chancellor himself would not sate my soul more than my father saying it. After I hear that, I’m RETIRING.

Mothers, they always say they love you and are proud of you, they say it whether you come first or last in a race. It’s not that they don’t mean it, they do, it’s just that they kind of just have to let it out. I can’t explain this one, I’m convinced it’s part of the mom gene.

Now, where was I? Oh yeah, my ego boosting. Apparently, my dad is proud of me. I mean it’s great, don’t get me wrong. Why is it something he isn’t going to tell me himself?  Does he know how it will affect my ego?  Or does he know that I pretty much plan on giving up on life after that. #GoalAccomplished. Perhaps he knows its answer C) All of the above. Does he know me too well?

No way, it’s very rare that a teenager growing up shares who they are with their parents. We mostly hide things about ourselves until we get enough money to move out, that’s pretty much it. Thereafter we see our family too infrequently for them to discover our other halves (no Lauren I’m not talking about your live-in boyfriend who plants weed for a living), I’m talking about that wonderful and weird part of you that your parents (most of them anyway) can never understand. You think pole dancing is an excellent calorie burner/really awesome workout? I don’t know about yours, but my parents would have shaved my head. Other reasons to shave my head may include: dyeing my hair, dating before my first degree and when they can see more than 8 cm of skin above my knee. Yeah there are many levels of disappointment from a parent. Just as many as skirt levels.  Remember ladies your skirt hemline is proportional to your family honour.

You know who says they are proud of you even less than the aforementioned ? Yourself, yep it’s a proven theory. Being proud of yourself is truly one hell of a motivator. Being ashamed of yourself is pretty damn easy. Ask me any time I get someone’s name wrong how ashamed I get. I don’t forget to remind myself of my mishaps even days after they occur. How often do I congratulate myself? Hardly, I tend to ignore most of my accomplishments. Accomplishments such as making yourself a truly incredible cup of coffee, when you get a difficult recipe right after a week of practice and what about when you nail that perfectly coordinated presentation all by yourself. Celebrate yourself. You are your own worst critic. You are additionally a terrible supporter of yourself. Try to tell YOURSELF you did a good job, don’t stop complimenting others, just don’t forget to support yourself. Give yourself a high five every once in a while, it may sound silly but it feels really good. Try a pat on the back too, doesn’t hurt to know you’re proud of yourself.

Songs for the week:

~ Death of a Hero – Alec Benjamin (just do me a favour and listen, my goodness it is divine)

~ She’s so High – Tal Bachman (you will remember it when you listen to it)

~Forgive Me Friend – Smith & Thell ft Swedish Jam Factory (without a doubt my next road trip song)

Quote for the week: “You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.” —A. A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh . Short, simple and to the point.  Winnie the Pooh gives great life lessons, despite being fictional, a talking mammal and yellow.

Movie for the week: I was browsing Netflix this week (don’t judge me, it may be exam week but in one day one can find 24 whole hours for studying … or 2) and I came across a movie called catch and release. It was interesting to say the least, definitely worth a watch.

Signing Out

A Hopeful Human 

With a Scheduled Nap Coming Right Up

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