There’s this thing in Australia that I like to call the, “Aussie cool girl,” which is the typical female model, roaming around Bondi, bumping shoulders with me and wondering who invited me to Australia…(no one did! HA! jokes on you!/me). The Aussie cool girl has everything going for her; a ‘rig,’ a well paid job…(which usually encompasses her, ‘rig’) and an all around, really cool vibe. She’s chilled, she’s sexy and when I tell her how much I would have killed to be an extra in a Hobbit film, she looks at me as if I’ve drooled on myself…which I now feel as though I have to admit thatÂ I sometimes do, when watching certain commercials; Olive Garden, for example.
When I initially made the move to Australia upon coming to termsÂ with the fact that Sydney had a lot of these very, ‘cool’ personalities flooding its streets…it was difficult for me, as I’ve always taken pride in the fact that I’m a little quirky and strange to most.Â Maybe it was to make me feel better about myself for not fitting into the category that is so often desired by Sydney-siders…butÂ I believe its an important message to always embrace your weirdness, which in light of, I have made a short list of reasons as to why I’m me and not the Aussie Cool Girl.
1. I’m not afraid to look like a fool in public for the sake of a good head massage
2. I friggin love bucket hats. And not only that, but I think I look good in em
3. I take snaps of Sharkie, virtually everywhere I go…but this isn’t the uncool part, because Sharkie is probably the coolest thing about me. The uncool part is that I embarrass him- like a middle school mom
4. I…I got corn rows
5. I have don’t have a lot of, “chill” going on…or a lack thereof
6. My levels of excitement breach the laws of ‘cool’:
7. I play the air guitar, acting like I own the joint, quite frequently:
8. IÂ reallyÂ enjoy rocking a mean grout-fit in public:
9. I often find myself shopping in the teenage boys section:
10. I’m so sunscreen and sun-protective savvy that it scares people around me: