Last night, I decided to watch a film that was highly popular when I was 12, ‘Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging.’ Netflix had recently uploaded it and I was up for feeling nostalgic so I thought, why not? But by the time the film was over, I was so angry (which made me really hot, which didn’t help because my cat who is the fluffiest thing in the world, was draped across me.) How come when the protagonist Georgia does everything wrong, she gets to have a massive party for her birthday that everyone comes to; and forgives her magically? She didn’t have to do anything to win all her friends back and the boy of her ‘dreams.’ All she did was plan to move away and start doing yoga, I HAVE moved away and I go to the gym so that has to count for something? Where is my big birthday bash and magical hurricane of forgiveness?
Now, before you start getting all ‘technically…’ on me,I did read all the books in my pre-pubescent years, so I know that this wasn’t her ‘happily ever after’, but it was still pretty darn good for the time being. I am going through a period of time that is very much like Georgia’s (oh the irony of our names), where I have made a load of mistakes, thinking it was the right thing to do and ended up probably making a massive fool of myself. Except the difference is, when my birthday rolls around in a fortnight, I am not going to get a huge birthday bash, with all my friends dancing lovingly with their hands out. When I make a mistake – it lingers, FOREVER. I know for sure if I kicked my best-friend in the knee I’d be, how do say ‘ditched’ in the modern era? Ah yes, kicked out of the group chat. And that is the beauty of reality and movies, when you watch them, they make you believe that you have everything in control. But you don’t get to lay around in bed and wait for everything to just sort itself out…real life is so much harder.
Making mistakes is very much in our human nature, if you don’t make them then you must be a fucking miracle baby because I haven’t met anyone that doesn’t regret something in life. What’s worse than the mistake itself, is the aftermath. We have to sulk around in our pyjama’s, drinking coffee and watching Netflix – wishing that we too, could have all our problems ‘bippity-boppety-boo’d’ away! I even deep-cleaned a kitchen inhabited by 6 hungry-ass teenagers just to stop hearing the constant voice at the back of my mind singing, “you’re such a mess, what a loser, everyone hates you, by the way your hair is greasy…” It’s an horrific time! But, we can’t NOT make these mistakes. If we were coast-is-clear-clean for our entire lives, we probably haven’t lived, right? So, the first stage of aftermath is accepting the fact that the mistake has occurred, it was a mistake and you’re living your life having made it. Now what?
Sometimes the aftermath can last for a few days, sometimes a few years and sometimes some dick-holes will send you a death-threat every now and then, just to remind you that you’re a fuck-up and if you do it again, your life will be very short-lived. (Wouldn’t you love to be me?) So, the best thing to do is to move on within your own circumstances. In the end, I have always told people that the most important thing is your own happiness. You cannot go out there and live your life and make other people happy if you aren’t happy yourself. During the process of moving on from this mistake, don’t worry about what people think of you or how drunk you’ll get when people snake you out playing ‘never have I ever’, just focus on making sure you recover to a point where you can be wholly happy again.
How do you do this? Well…this is the punchline kids, the climax of the blog. I am not doing anything…I am just lying in bed or drinking coffee, I am doing my best to keep up with my work and do my bit in the kitchen. So when Georgia from the movie didn’t do anything, she was right. We are more alike than I really set out to believe; we’ll both go to the gym and we’ll both redesign our rooms. At the end of my movie I probably won’t have a big birthday party where I kiss the Aaron Taylor-Johnson, but I hope I’ll be happy. And that’s all I can ask from this big mess of life that is mine.
So next time you make a mistake, suck it up and move on. Because life is only as good as you make it. Thus, go clean that god-damn dirty kitchen whilst dancing around in thongs listening to High School Musical, go make yourself the best cup of coffee and do some work; and maybe watch a movie on Netflix that does indeed make you realize your life isn’t so bad after all.
That’s all from me, go nuts guys.
Now, before you start getting all ‘technically…’ on me,I did read all the books in my pre-pubescent years, so I know that this wasn’t her ‘happily ever after’, but it was still pretty darn good for the time being. I am going through a period of time that is very much like Georgia’s (oh the irony of our names), where I have made a load of mistakes, thinking it was the right thing to do and ended up probably making a massive fool of myself. Except the difference is, when my birthday rolls around in a fortnight, I am not going to get a huge birthday bash, with all my friends dancing lovingly with their hands out. When I make a mistake – it lingers, FOREVER. I know for sure if I kicked my best-friend in the knee I’d be, how do say ‘ditched’ in the modern era? Ah yes, kicked out of the group chat. And that is the beauty of reality and movies, when you watch them, they make you believe that you have everything in control. But you don’t get to lay around in bed and wait for everything to just sort itself out…real life is so much harder.
Making mistakes is very much in our human nature, if you don’t make them then you must be a fucking miracle baby because I haven’t met anyone that doesn’t regret something in life. What’s worse than the mistake itself, is the aftermath. We have to sulk around in our pyjama’s, drinking coffee and watching Netflix – wishing that we too, could have all our problems ‘bippity-boppety-boo’d’ away! I even deep-cleaned a kitchen inhabited by 6 hungry-ass teenagers just to stop hearing the constant voice at the back of my mind singing, “you’re such a mess, what a loser, everyone hates you, by the way your hair is greasy…” It’s an horrific time! But, we can’t NOT make these mistakes. If we were coast-is-clear-clean for our entire lives, we probably haven’t lived, right? So, the first stage of aftermath is accepting the fact that the mistake has occurred, it was a mistake and you’re living your life having made it. Now what?
Sometimes the aftermath can last for a few days, sometimes a few years and sometimes some dick-holes will send you a death-threat every now and then, just to remind you that you’re a fuck-up and if you do it again, your life will be very short-lived. (Wouldn’t you love to be me?) So, the best thing to do is to move on within your own circumstances. In the end, I have always told people that the most important thing is your own happiness. You cannot go out there and live your life and make other people happy if you aren’t happy yourself. During the process of moving on from this mistake, don’t worry about what people think of you or how drunk you’ll get when people snake you out playing ‘never have I ever’, just focus on making sure you recover to a point where you can be wholly happy again.
How do you do this? Well…this is the punchline kids, the climax of the blog. I am not doing anything…I am just lying in bed or drinking coffee, I am doing my best to keep up with my work and do my bit in the kitchen. So when Georgia from the movie didn’t do anything, she was right. We are more alike than I really set out to believe; we’ll both go to the gym and we’ll both redesign our rooms. At the end of my movie I probably won’t have a big birthday party where I kiss the Aaron Taylor-Johnson, but I hope I’ll be happy. And that’s all I can ask from this big mess of life that is mine.
So next time you make a mistake, suck it up and move on. Because life is only as good as you make it. Thus, go clean that god-damn dirty kitchen whilst dancing around in thongs listening to High School Musical, go make yourself the best cup of coffee and do some work; and maybe watch a movie on Netflix that does indeed make you realize your life isn’t so bad after all.
That’s all from me, go nuts guys.