Daily Prompt – All Grown Up

When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?

Even as a person in their early-thirties, I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up…

Daily Prompt – Reverse Shot

What’s your earliest memory involving another person? Recreate the scene — from the other person’s perspective.

One of my earliest memories was perhaps when I was about 2 or 3 years old. I must have only just recently learnt how to walk, and at the time we lived in a small block of flats on the ground floor.

Daily Prompt – Delayed Contact

How would you get along with your sibling(s), parent(s), or any other person you’ve known for a long time — if you only met them for the first time today?

Aaahahaha.

If this were the case, then it would, literally be exactly the same situation as it is today… Although I’m not entirely sure that my mum and would necessarily get along the same way – with such a generation gap, it might be a bit of a challenge, but we still have the same views on a lot of stuff, so we’d still get along.

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Daily Prompt – Antique Antics

What’s the oldest thing you own? (Toys, clothing, twinkies, Grecian urns: anything’s fair game.) Recount its history — from the object’s point of view.

This has made me realise that I don’t necessarily own much that is sentimental or antique-y. I think the oldest thing that I own is probably my baby cup and baby spoon.

Daily Prompt – He’s (She’s) So Fine

What was it that drew you to your significant other? Their blue eyes? Their ginger countenance? Their smile? Their voice?

I can’t quite put my finger on what it was exactly about Hulk that first drew me in… I don’t necessarily think that it was anything specific, I think it was mores a case of a friendship that quickly developed into a relationship.

He was my manager, and had been for a little while before we had actually met.

Apr 3 – Parental Lies

What are some lies your parents told you?

I don’t actually recall anything that my parents have lied to me about. They were actually quite up-front about most things, and if I asked them a question, they would tell me the truth, rather than continue to feed me the same bullshit that all the other parents were feeding their kids.

There are a couple of things that certainly stand out though:

‘Why don’t you go spend time with your father up in the shed, you’ll both really enjoy that.’

Lies.

‘You and I area going to go fishing tomorrow morning. How do you know you won’t like it? You’ll love it!! It’ll be fun, we can make a game out of it…’

Lies.

‘Your father loves both of you equally as much!’

Lies.

‘You know that we don’t have favourites!’

Lies.

‘DON’T SAY THAT TO YOUR BROTHER!! OF COURSE SANTA / EASTER BUNNY / TOOTH FAIRY ARE REAL!!’

Blatant lies.

‘No, of course your grandmother doesn’t hate you. How could she hate you? I think you’re just tired and your overracting. You should just go to bed and get some sleep.’

Even. more. lies.

 

Daily Prompt: If I Could Turn Back Time

If you could return to the past to relive a part of your life, either to experience the wonderful bits again, or to do something over, which part of you life would you return to? Why?

This is something that I’ve previously touched upon in a previous post.

There are a number of aspects of my life that I’d like to go back and do-over, but it’s quite hard to pinpoint just one. I guess if I had to pick just one, I think one of the major ones would be to go back in time and change my dancing focus to begin at a younger age, and at a different school. Part of that change would also incorporate my parents being able to afford to send me to dance school or at the least, a performing arts high school so I could purely focus on dance and dramatically increase my skill level and range of talent from being able to study and train with some incredibly talented mentors.

It’s one of the biggest regrets that I have in my life – not heavily developing my skills at a much younger age, but at the same time, I’m glad that I didn’t. I know so many kids who were pushed and pushed through the dance world by their parents and they ended up resenting them because they got to miss out on so much of their childhood. My parents on the other hand were more than happy to support my venture as best as they could, but they most certainly didn’t want to force me to do something that I didn’t want to, and I’ll always love them for that. It allowed me to still enjoy being a kid and doing kid stuff with my friends and creating memories that weren’t revolving purely around dancing.

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Daily Prompt: Three Coins in the Fountain

Have you ever tossed a coin or two into a fountain and made a wish? Did it come true?

When I was younger, I was always told that if you toss a coin in the countain and make a wish, it will come true.

…My parents lied to me.

I don’t know how much money I’ve just thrown away on these empty beliefs over the years… I always wanted to believe that something would happen, but nothing ever did. Nothing I ever wished for came true… Actually, that’s not entirely true. I remember when I was a kid, I made a wish for a GameBoy for my birthday…

…I just didn’t anticipate it taking 10 years to actually come true. I kinda thought that it would have more of a turn-around period of twelve-months instead. But clearly not.

I stopped tossing coins into fountains the day I saw a bunch of kids in a particularly large fountain in Sydney. This was a particular fountain that a lot of tourists would toss a coin into – almost like one of those things you have to do anytime you visit Sydney. But this one day, I saw all these kids in there collecting all the coins, and running off with them. A fountain full of wishes… and they were all being stolen.

Maybe that’s why none of my wishes came true – because some little shits kept stealing them.

If you steal the coin from the fountain, do you steal the wish as well??

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Feb 25: Parents

Describe your relationship with your parents. How has it changed over the years?

 

Well, my relationship with my mum has always been great. She’s always been my rock. She’s been the one who has always given me guidance when I’ve needed it, as well as just being somebody that I can talk to and confide in when I’m feeling overwhelmed or life just seems to be turning to shit.

Admittedly, our relationship has been somewhat… quieter since she moved interstate, and that’s primarily my fault, because I haven’t made time in my life to make her a priority, and I feel bad about that. I feel as though I’ve neglected her a bit, instead of keeping in regular contact with her.

Actually, perhaps I should do that today… call her and have a proper catch up…

My father, on the other hand, is somebody that I haven’t spoken to for about 10 – 11 years now. We had a massive falling out a couple of months before my 21st birthday, and it was the sort of falling out that lead me to keep and create the biggest grudge. It was a pivotal moment in my life, and something that I made a decision on, and haven’t looked back since.

But even saying that, my relationship with my father was always strained. He was the type of man who was very conservative, and incredibly stubborn, and had very defined expectations of me as his child; his son, and his first born. At times he was quite overbearing, and that actually became quite polarising, and pushed me away from him. We never really got along, even when I was a little kid. It’s sad to say that, and it’s unfortunate, but removing that from my life was one of the best decisions I’ve made, and one of the most freeing decisions I’ve made.

Feb 18: Life Influences

What has had more influence on your life perspective: your upbringing or your experiences?

Without actually thinking about it, I would have said that they’re both as important as each other. However, upon further reflection, I realised that I’ve grown and matured a lot more from my experiences in life, than I would have based merely on my upbringing. Don’t get me wrong, I think by comparison, I had a great upbringing – my parents, (well, my mother at least) was always very open and supportive. Both my parents instilled a great sense of manners, which nowadays seems to almost be non-existent because everybody is more aboutme, me, me!!

But my upbringing, as much as it molded and shaped me, simply couldn’t prepare me for the life I’ve had since I moved out of home. I’ve experienced things that have been great; things that have been not so great; things that I am ashamed to admit and will take to the grave; things that have given me great life lessons.

I kind of compare them to academics. Take law for example – you can spend years and years at university studying the legal system, but all that knowledge is not going to really help much when you’re thrown into a court room and have to lead a large trial. The knowledge (upbringing) becomes secondary to the experience. I also think that being pushed out of your comfort zone and finding yourself in ‘the deep end’.

Having to find your feet by yourself, without anybody else to fall back on is one of the fastest ways you will ever learn about yourself. It will allow you to discover what your limits are, how resilient you are, and what you’re truly capable of when times are tough. I think that it’s something that everybody should go through, rather than thinking that life is going to hand you everything on a silver platter – IM LOOKING AT YOU, MILLENNIAL’S!!