My 3 Most Epic Failures: and how I overcame them…

What ?! 2 blog posts in one week 😛 This is bananas.

Ok so, I got a bit excited last week and posted on Friday instead of Monday … which is why it might seem like I’ve gone a little bonkers writing blog posts left right and centre – but everyone stay calm… I promise after I post this there won’t be any more posts until next Monday ❤

I’ve spent my entire day writing a unit plan for the year 12 physics class I have to teach on prac… let me tell you nothing makes you feel more like a dummy than forcing your brain to try and remember all of the concepts encompassed by nuclear radioactivity… well enough to teach it to a room full of 16 year old geniuses! Golly… when I was told to not worry because “you can just learn it the night before..” I have a sneaking suspicion that teacher never taught senior physics 😀

BUT this entire unit planning exercise got me thinking about all of the other things I’m not great at (very depressing topic – sorry guys!) and then my tired little brain started thinking about all the times I’ve epically failed at life. You know those moments in life when you do something and then afterwards you think to your self  “oh dear… that probably wasn’t the smartest choice”.

Being the optimist I am.. I decided to write down all of my epic life failures and do some detective work to figure out how exactly I got myself through it … *que Kelly Clarkson vocals* …”what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger…. na na naa na na”… and it made me feel amazing. Looking back at the tough times and realising that I made it through was a really uplifting experience so I decided I’d share some of my realisations with you ❤

 

1. The naked-in-public highschool experience:

In reality this one could have been a lot worse. I was in year 9 (I think) and we had to go to the swimming pool to do some sort of swimming thing (I assume). I was in my little change room getting changed and just as I was in the nudey I bent over to put my swimmers on, my bare bottom bumped the door and it swung wide open for all of my classmates to see. Now firstly, the change room was not unisex so it was only my female classmate present (thank the lord) and secondly, I’ve always had swift reflexes so I was able to slam the door closed in what I think would have been less than 3 seconds – however, when you’re 15 and naked 3 seconds might as well be 3 lifetimes. The change room erupted in laughter and I was so embarrassed I had to be coaxed out by my teacher – even now as I’m writing this my cheeks are going red.

How did I overcome this epic life fail?

Glad you asked! Like most embarrassing high school experiences the best thing to heal the embarrassment is time. This story has gone from being one of the most embarrassing moments of my life to one of my funniest life stories (best retold with my best girlfriends and a bottle of wine). So if you’re reading this, and you’re in high school and you feel like your life sucks right now – trust me when I say it will get better ❤ ❤ ❤

 

2. The makeup experiment

This is a tough one.  But very relatable, for most people (particularly women). There are countless times when I’ve seen some beautiful instagram personality and thought “that’s what I want to look like” then I’ve gone out, purchased some sort of magical makeup up, watched 5 youtube videos and thought “yes, I’ve got this”. Then I’ve gone out in public looking like an absolute silly-head (literally). The amount of times I’ve drawn on my eyebrows too dark, or put on so much blush that I look like a circus clown is uncountable AND the worst thing is that I usually don’t notice it until I’m out and about. I’ll be in the middle of a shopping centre, realise my makeup fail, and walk home with my bio-degradable woolies bag pulled firmly down over my head.

How did I handle this one?

Well, to be honest, I don’t think I’m ever going to be great at doing makeup. Some women have a gift – I’m not one of them. Again, I think the older I get, the more I don’t care what I look like. I have a wonderful, devoted fiancé who adores my goofy natural face, and (as hard as it is) I’ve learnt to love it too.

 

3. Dropping Out of Med School

For a long time I considered this to be my biggest life fail. I tried it for a year, wasn’t sure. Tried it for another 6 months and decided it wasn’t for me. I think the reason this hurt me so much is because I had alway been told I was the “smart one” and in a family of 8 kids – being the smart one is a pretty big deal. I felt like I had let the world down.

What next?

It took a long time and a lot of soul searching but eventually I worked out that my happiness doesn’t depend on how other people feel about me (yes I know it’s a cliche). I took some time off, started studying education and now I can honestly say I’ve found the path my life was meant to follow ❤ When I look back it terrifies me to think what would of happened if I hadn’t realised I wasn’t made to be a doctor. Would I have finished my medical degree, began working and been miserable for the rest of my life? Medicine isn’t just a career it’s a lifestyle and I have the utmost respect for my classmates who made it through – but it just wasn’t for me. My soul is headed in a different direction.

 

So there you have it my 3 most epic life fails (or were they?). I have a lot more life lessons I could write about but I think I’m going to save them for another day. No doubt I have  a lot of lessons still to learn and if nothing else, this little reflection exercise has taught me that no matter how bad things might seem at the time – when you’re at your lowest of lows … the only way to go is up ❤  and things will always get brighter ❤ ❤ ❤

Have a beautiful day everyone ❤ ❤ ❤

Namaste x

Career or Babies?

Firstly… HI EVERYONE!

Wowzers what a semester! I honestly thought I would be able to commit to my “one blog post a week” pledge (boy was I wrong 😂). This semester absolutely smashed me and I have so many half written blog posts it’s literally a joke. But I’m back and although I am seriously behind on my lesson planning (student teaching FTW 💕) this particular post has been tumbling around in my head for a while now and I given the mass of feminist media I’ve seen floating around of late I thought I’d add to the noise and put my two-cents worth out there…

As I’m sure many women before me have come to realise, there comes a time in (almost) every young ladies life where you’ll wake up one day and BAM! BABIES EVERYWHERE!!! For me this day came around a few months ago now, and ever since my little feminist soul has been beating that prehistoric motherly instinct down – and for the most part it’s working.

Here’s a list of the things I’ve been telling myself;

  1. You can’t finish Uni and have a baby – you’ll go crazy
  2. You can’t have a baby and start you’re career at the same time – you’ll go crazy
  3. Scott has sacrificed a lot of things to help put you through Uni and he deserves to treat himself (buy a fancy ass boat) before having to support me AND a baby again (lets face it if I have a baby now I’m not going to have time to work up any maternity leave).
  4. I want to travel the world
  5. I don’t want to have kids too early and end up as one of those mothers who resents her children for stealing her youth (based on true events)

I think that list is pretty fair. It’s reasonable, takes into account the feelings of both Scott and myself and it doesn’t write off children all together – just delays them. Clearly I’m pro career ❤

But it got me thinking if I wanted to have a baby right now… why the heckers does that mean I can’t have a career?

If I wanted to have a baby why does that mean that I’d have to give up my dreams?

Why can men successfully juggle their careers and parenthood, but when a woman tries to do it it’s still considered mind blowingly shocking! THIS ISN’T THE 1920s!!!

This led me into my next thought which was how masculine our society is. Everything from our surnames (we traditionally take our fathers last name) to a deck of a cards (Kings are worth more than Queens) portray this image of men as the dominant sex.

This isn’t any different in the education industry. The majority of Australian principals are male – and if you are a female principal or deputy principal it is assumed that you must have stepped on people to get to the position you’re in (aka. You must be a proper B.I.T.C.H) Side note: when a woman is bossy and straight up she’s a bitch, but when a man does the same he’s professional and explicit – my goodness gracious, how ridiculous! (fyi. It was a FEMALE teacher that told me that for any female teacher to rise up she must step on her colleagues – classic example of how we, as women are hurting the feminist cause! )

But the worst thing about our society is how much women hate on other women.  If we want to move forward as an equal society we need to realise that there is a difference between critique and bullying. For example I can critique Kim K’s promotion of appetite suppressing lollipops because I think it is an extremely detrimental image for her to be portraying to her millions of young, impressionable followers. On the other hand, all you need to do is browse Kim K’s social media and you’ll find countless examples of women hating on her because she’s “fake” or “stupid” or “ugly” – this is clear cut bullying. I’m not a Kardashian fan – but I am a feminist – and my strongest feminist belief is that we need to stick together. We will never be equal with men if we continue to put each other down. Odds are, those people writing nasty comments have never met, spoken to or even laid their own eyes on Kim. K – and even if they have – I’d bet my life’s savings that they’re not perfect 👊. If Kim wants to get butt injections and dance naked and get paid in candy – then I say you go girl! You do you boo (yes another MAF reference, #DavinaFTW) . That goes for all women – and perfectly leads into my next point…

Why should women have to change the way we look, or dress a certain way, not only to be accepted (duck that) but to be safe!! Lisa Wilkinson, from The Project, did a very compelling piece on the inequalities that exist in our society when it comes to victims of crime. Although it feels a lot like propaganda and has a lot of examples of sexism against males, it does bring to light the different ways the media portrays victims of violent attacks… “When a man is attacked it’s all about the attacker (coward punch scenario) but when a woman is attacked it is all about the victim (why was she there? Why didn’t she take steps to protect herself etc.). This all comes back to men being the dominant sex. Men are viewed as powerful, women are vulnerable. Men are strong, women are weak. Men are safe, women need to be protected.

Biologically, men are stronger than women (they’ve got more testosterone – it’s just the way it is) – but in a society run by keyboards and intellect, not swords and strength – do men really have the upper hand? The world is changing and it’s my hope that in the future questions such as the one I pondered at the very start of this post will become a non-issue. Women won’t need to question whether they should pursue a career or start a family – they can just do as they please without the fear of being left behind by professionally.

Wow … that got a bit ranty… but this is such a deep issue, and it’s really difficult to know when to stop. I’d love to hear everyone else’s thoughts so if you have a conflicting opinion or different takes on anything I’ve written about please don’t hesitate to drop me a line in the comments!

Have a beautiful day!

Namaste xx

 

Post Script: How Kim K portrays herself on social media and the effect this has on the feminist movement – I think we can all agree – isn’t great. I’m using her in this context to make a point, not because I think she is a good role model for young women!

SaveSave

How to Do it all… and not go crazy

We’re getting to that point of semester where things are starting to become a little hectic. We have a mountain of assessment looming, professional experience starts next week and all in all it kind of feels like this might be the beginning of the end.

But it’s not all gloom and doom ! I know that I’ll get over this hurdle because I have a pretty cool set of steps that I follow when things get super busy.

Step 1: Exercise

The first thing most people (myself included) do when things get crazy is stop exercising. “I don’t have time” and “I’ll work on my assessment instead” are the two things I tell myself right before I skip my workout and spend 3 hours watching Netflix.

I’m sure there are some fancy statistics out there that will tell you all about how good exercise is for your health (physical AND mental) ; but if you’re too lazy to google them (like me) then just take my word on it – EXERCISE WILL HELP YOU FEEL BETTER. My brain always feels more focused and less cloudy when I exercise consistently – and it doesn’t have to be a whole cross-fit workout – sometimes just getting out of the house and taking my dogs for a walk is enough to re-energise my brain.

Step 2: Food

PUT DOWN THOSE RED FROGS!!! Again, during marathon study sessions it is all too easy to sneak downstairs to woolies (Australian grocery shop) and spend all your money on delicious, sugary goodness to try and invigorate your super-student status. BUT take it from a girl who has eaten her fair share of red frogs (and drunk a fair bit of redbull) in her time … the crash isn’t worth it. Save those things for your “after-party” (i.e. as a reward for when you finish studying) that way, when that inevitable sugar crash comes you can just go to bed ❤ ❤ ❤

Step 3: Bed-Time

This is literally my favourite time of the day ❤ If I was an animal I’d be a sloth, or a cat, or a koala (they sleep 22 hours a day!!!). Don’t neglect your bed time – this one is the one I struggle with the most. More than once in the past week I’ve woken up in the middle of the night stressy and anxious over one or more of my assignment pieces and as a result I’ve gotten up, stayed up, worked all night and then been completely useless in all my lectures the next day. Plan your sleep and stick to it. Don’t drink coffee before bed (sounds obvious but sometimes I forget) and stay away from sugar.

Step 4: Plan Like a Boss

This is my favourite step ❤ I adore anything that is organised, and worship schedules. For example the time it is taking me to write this post was scheduled into my weekly timetable, which I organise and manage using iCloud.

For example.. this is what my next 4 weeks looks like…

Screen Shot 2018-04-14 at 6.36.27 am

I organise everything into individual calendars (some of which aren’t displayed above – because they wouldn’t all fit). I set reminders and I sync everything to my iPhone, iPad, Macs and Fitbit – so that no matter where I am or what I’m doing I’ll always get a little reminder for my appointments.

If you don’t like iCloud there are multitudes of other apps and programs out there that will let you do the exact same thing. Or if you’re a pen and paper sort of gal (or guy) then go for it – AmeliaLane is my favourite place to buy physical planners ❤ I’m currently using the 2018 desktop daily as my “Teacher Diary” and it is beyond fabulous (but that’s another story for another time…(https://amelialanepaper.com.au)).

Step 5: Remember You?

The last AND MOST IMPORTANT STEP. Don’t forget about yourself. Take time to smell the roses, or sit by the ocean, or get your nails done (I’m doing this today SO EXCITED).

Don’t forget about your family ❤ (Unfortunately my poor fiancé always seems to be the one who suffers the most when I get stressy (mega cow alert)) so working on that has been one of my personal goals for this year (and yes it’s going well ❤ lucky he loves me).

Spend time with your besties ❤ talk about nonsense, watch that trashy television program – “you do you, boo” (Davine, MAF). And remember at the end of the day if you’re truly unhappy then its not worth it. It’s ok to drop a subject or two – college isn’t going anywhere ❤ Take a year off – follow your heart and good things will follow ❤

Ok, thats all for now my lovelies … I’m off to pilates then I’m doing a group study session ❤ ❤ ❤

Namaste xx

SaveSave

The Chemist ~ Book Review

Stephanie Myer – we all know her as the author of the Twilight series – conversely in The Chemist I feel that Myer has found her niche as an author. Deliciously twisted and intelligent Myers early obsession with spy novels has paid off in what can only be described as one of the best reads of 2016.

The leading lady is Julianna or Alex or whatever she decides her alias will be – anything to throw them off her trail ad stay alive for one more day. The story starts with, let’s call her Alex, on the run from the very people that used to pay her seven-figure salary; “they want her dead, and soon”. Before long we learn about Alex’s gruesome career as a government agent and the consequences attached to it. Alex is offered one last case in return for her freedom – no more running – and she begrudgingly accepts.

This is where things start to get interesting… I don’t want to say too much and spoil the intense, nail-biting that reading this book entails but I will say that Myer has an unbelievable knack for drawing people into her worlds and keeping them hooked; no matter the genre.

I loved this story and I will definitely be looking out for Myer’s other adult novel “The Host” next time I’m at the bookstore!