Sometimes (read: often), I’m so embarrassed by myself and the things I do. For example, while listening to a One Direction song the other day, I realized I could pinpoint which boy was singing which part… at age 24.
And that’s just the beginning. The other day at work, I spilled coffee all over myself. About a week ago, I tripped and fell down my stairs at home… sober. My shirts are always slightly wrinkled because I’m still not entirely sure how to use an iron, and I’m still singing the songs from La La Land on a daily basis.
I tend to speak exactly what’s on my mind, and I don’t apologize for things I’m not sorry about. I’m stubborn (always have been, didn’t try any type of meat until I was 19 simply because I didn’t want to), and I’m bossy. I like what I like, but that’s not to say I won’t try something new.
My goals and dreams include starting my own company running PR/events for consumer businesses while fully living the soccer-mom stereotype (minivan and all). I am head-over-heels in love with Detroit and New York City at the same time (and more than any boy I’ve met), and my friends can always come to me when they need a good laugh (but please, not when they need to cry, I’m still not sure how to handle that).
I truly believe that there are no such things as awkward moments as long as you don’t make them awkward. Since I know that I’m guaranteed at least one awkward moment a day, nothing really phases me anymore. I’ve learned to let things roll off my shoulders because if I let every little awkward thing I do get to me, I’ll never be able to step outside my house.
I have accepted the fact that I’m “different” – but these days, people give me other words to describe who I am: cool, interesting, unpredictable, confident. I have a strong support system of people who want to see me succeed in whatever it is that I do, but then I also have those few people who would rather see me eat dirt, and that’s okay. I don’t live to please everyone; I live to be me. And I’ve decided to start a new series that does just that.
Since I’ve been told by friends, coworkers, and family alike that my life is never dull, I’ve decided to start a life series called “As Told By Bri”. Not that you care what goes on in my life, but for anyone who has ever felt awkward, embarrassed, or downright silly, I want you to know that you’re not alone. Life is meant to be laughed at, and what better way to chuckle than at my expense. Feel free to share these stories with your friends or to reach out to me if you’ve ever experienced anything similar. Misery really does love company.
With that said, stay tuned for Wednesday nights and my silly life stories. See you here next week. (And yes, I did love As Told by Ginger when I was younger)
Bri Car 