Being 22 was fantastic.
It was a tough year, but also a brilliant one. I cried more than I did last year.
If I wrote a letter to my 21-year-old self about what was going to happen when I was 22, then I would have made a rather unpleasant squawking noise, pulled my best adorkable grumpy face, and created a Tinder profile. On the other hand, I am pleased to say that I survived it. Because the pockets of positivity placed strategically throughout my year made it worth it. Amongst all the things that happened, I can confidently quote Dobby (1998), who stated that it is “such a beautiful place to be with friends.” The friendships that I made and solidified are what made everything work out in the end. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve the amazing friends that I have, but they are what made my 22nd year the most amazeballs trip through life that I’ve had the privilege to venture thus far.
So here is a list of 22 things – not in order of importance – that I learned and discovered during my 22nd year of acing (and failing) at being human.
- You’re going to begin learning how to love yourself, and it’s going to start with your hair. Part way through 2018, I had a revelation that to have my hair long in a more natural state was an act of worship, and that I was to use it to glorify God. I highly doubt that Mary Magdalene would have been able to anoint Jesus’ feet with an ombre short chop (nothing wrong with ombre, I dig it!), let’s be honest.
- You’re not going to drink alcohol anymore. It just happened, no clue why! It’s not a huge or necessary part of my life and I don’t miss it…cider is nice occasionally, I suppose.
- You’re going to stop believing in modern dating and look to Jesus as the ultimate matchmaker. It’s not that I don’t believe in dating at all, in fact, I think it’s a wonderful thing. But He knows what’s best. If it’s in His hands, I think I can wait. He got dis!
- You’re going to learn how to take a compliment. You’re going to stop making excuses for things, and you’re going to make yourself accept a compliment.
- You’re going to paint your first proper landscape, and you’re not going to constantly point out everything that you hate about it, but you are going to genuinely like it.
- You’re finally going to admit to yourself that you love clothes.
- You’re going to ditch the heels because you want to save your arches, but you still keep a box of pointy pumps under your bed.
- On that note, you will finally admit to yourself that you also really love shoes.
- You’re unashamedly going to publicly admit that you’re a royalist and that your obsession with Kate Middleton isn’t going to disappear any time soon.
- You will decide that you weren’t such an avocado fan after all. From a scale of one to Richard Nixon, I think I’d rather go for Watergate. Also, I want to own a house one day.
- You’re going to use the “I’m going to be Prime Minister one day” statement as a threat to jokingly freak people out.
- You’re going to get really good at folding paper cranes.
- You’re going to get really good at writing highly detailed to-do lists and not do a single thing that you’ve written down.
- You’re going to become a master procrastinator and turn into a crazy productive housewife/ cleaning lady right on exam leave week, every. single. time. I should have been a professional organizer.
- You actually genuinely love Jacinda Ardern. No government is perfect or will ever fully line up with my morals, but I deeply admire her eloquence and professionalism.
- You’re going to realise that it’s okay to get a grade below the A-line. Literally no one cares on graduation day.
- You’re going to realise that you are actually intelligent. Long story.
- You’re going to learn what it really means to leave home. Things happen, and it always works out in the end.
- You will still be a loquacious soul, but you will realise that you’re actually not as extroverted as you thought you were. Some days the mall just has too many people and I want to go home and have a nap like the grandma that I am.
- You will learn how to understand yourself and how God created you through StrengthsFinder. Good stuff!
- You still won’t know what the job-title will be at the end of your degree. But that’s okay!
- You will start to dream again. Considering a Master of Peace and Conflict Studies (MPCS) and telling my mountain who I am is actually a thing.
“Don’t only practice your art, but force your way into its secrets, for it and knowledge can raise men to the divine.”