- I loved the movie Titanic. Who knew! I don't remember loving it. I hate it now.
- Even then I was obsessed with Italy.
- I wanted to become a spy.
- I also wanted to become an author. Maybe I should write books about spies. This explains my love for the show ALIAS.
- Regardless of my reasonable career aspirations, it seemed like a good idea to me to study genetics. I don't think there are words to describe how completely that does not suit me.
- I considered myself athletic. Ha! I was totally and completely uncoordinated.
- I was a pretty dang good essay writer. My essays were leaps and bounds better than most of those my ESL students write, even the ones who have been to college (regardless of the language barrier).
- I was sassy and feisty and proud of it.
I don't have too many regrets from my teenage years. I do wish I would have put aside my lust for money and worked less so I could be more involved with school activities. I wish I would have not been so stubborn and proud and refused to sing in the "select" choir because I hated the director. But the real question is would my 15 year old self be pleased with how my life has unraveled thus far? Maybe. I think she'd be disappointed I never served a mission and shocked that I had the nerve to get married before 25. She would ask me where my book was...and I would stare at her blankly. She would find linguistics to be totally perfect for us. She would scold me for still never having been to Ireland, but rejoice that I managed to get to Italy, if only for a month. She wouldn't believe me when I told her I'm not really a spy (as if I'd tell her if I really were!). Would she be more or less adventurous than me? Would she tell me to quit my very enjoyable and perfectly sensible job to go vagabonding around Europe for a semester? Would she approve of the decisions I've made along the way? And would I be proud of how we turned out?
I think so.
Would you?
6 comments:
Very interesting. I was thinking about how different my life is now compared to when I was a teenager. I too wish I would have spent less time working and more time doing school activities and enjoyed being a carefree teenager. I don't think I would have pictured myself where I am now (especialy that I didn't serve a mission), but overall I think I would have been happy with the result. Life is pretty good.
What a sweet post. I try not to think of my 15 year old self very much...
Actually, the good news is that my current self is pretty glad I am turning out like I am and not who that 15 year old person was projected to be. That's the best news of my life actually. I've feel like I've carried out the good things and left most of the bad things at 15 (or 18, or even 20 unfortunately). Pfew
Fautie says
Well since I knew you when you were 15 but did not know all about you as I had no idea you wanted to be a spy...I think the you that is now is not a surprise to me knowing the you at 15.
You should be pleased with you and your 15 you would be.
I know I am pleased with you and proud of you. I may not tell you enough.
Though the 37 me would never have predicted a 20 year old you married and and the 42 year old me was very shocked when the 20 year old you married at 20. But the 49 year old me seems to think life is going fine for you and what you want.
Great post. I think that I would be happy and proud of where I am now, but not the years that I spent being an idiot. I regret those very much, what a waste of time, energy, and yeah time.
We need to have an Alias party when you return from the South. There is something really cool about being a spy, I understand why your 15-year-old self wanted to be one.
I'm glad you had a fun family vacation.
I really loved this post. I think the 15 year old you would have been really proud :) I love that you wanted to be a spy. I really wanted to be a spy too, I still kinda do...
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