Scoot on ~ professional embarassment

Why hello there 🙂 I’ll have you all know that I wrote my last exam on Thursday and I am officially done with 10th grade…hopefully forever :/  Regardless, I’m alive and my friends are alive and you’re alive, so life is good maaaan 🙂

So while going ahead my usual useless being, I fell. On the road, while walking to the gas station, I fell flat on my knees in front of a petrol attendant. And he asked me if I was going to marry him. Hmm.

I have a tendency of getting myself into awkward situations that leave several people embarrassed. I guess that it should embarrass me more, because it’s not every day that a fifteen year old covered in dust falls to her knees in front of a very friendly man named Sipho and  nearly proposes to him. I’m fairly certain that it never happens. Except with me. This isn’t the first time I’ve almost proposed to someone, actually. The first time was when I was showing my friend Gillian the cottage at my house, and then I slipped on a piece of cardboard and ended up in proposal position in front of the plumber. I’m starting to believe that this whole muscle memory thing is real.

I don’t get embarrassed anymore. Not when I nearly propose, at least. I guess you could call me a professional embarrasser. I have this tendency to stop feeling awkward, ans just make everyone else wish that the ground would swallow them up. I suppose it comes with practice.

It’s not always helpful, contrary to popular belief. I know, that phrase is well overused, generally because it’s not popular belief. Regardless, when you reach the point where you can literally no longer embarrass yourself because of how often you do, it’s sad. And then you realise that you can, because you go about your regular embarrassing life, and embarrass yourself more than you humanely thought possible. Well, probably not you, but still.

Anyway, without further ado, here are some non-proven ways on how to embarrass yourself less. Coming from me, you should probably do the opposite.

1) Accept the embarrassment.  Look, if you embarrass yourself enough everyone else will either willingly or forcefully deal with it. But if you can’t, then you’re just gonna look like a noob. And let me get this straight, there’s nothing wrong with noobs. Just do you, I guess.

2) Learn how to recover swiftly. I have a dance which involves slowly putting your hands in your pockets…it usually embarrasses me more. But see point 1. I really think that a smile is good enough.

3) Stop reading this and go do something! Sorry, just my lack of life coming through.

Anyway , that is all for today, hope you all have a lovely Friday 😀

All my love, all the time

-Scoot xx

Scoot on ~ the joy of 3am snacks

I eat a lot. And I’m not saying that as one of those tall skinny minnies who eat four biscuits and mourn for themselves, in the form of, “Ohmigaad, I ate, like, 4 biscuits. Like four! Oh my gosh, I’m like, gonna get like, super fat!” No, I’m not like that. Best believe that when I say I eat or ate a lot, I ate an awful lot. And I guess I can just be like a normal kid and eat a lot when there’s food available, i.e. dinner. No, not me- you see I just have to be that kid who goes and has 3am snacks.

You read right, not midnight snacks. 3 AM SNACKS. As in 3 in the morning. According to Troye Sivan,Midnight snacks are reserved for people who make an actual contribution to society, whereas 3am snacks are reserved to those of us who make NO social contribution at all.”  The link to the video is here ->

So the point that I’ve been beating around is that I eat a hell of a lot. Being a ballet dancer, I guess im not supposed to eat a bowl of ice-cream with cookies and syrup in it (I know it sounds gross, but it is heavenly). I probably eat 143 times a day, and I’m not talking little snacks. I mean I eat everything. Except meat, being vegetarian and all.

On that subject, apparently once you become a vegetarian, you’re said to lose a hell of a lot of weight due to cutting out this huge part of your diet (read about that here, on my friend’s blog: I never had any of that, any “Oh I’m getting so thin my collar bones have become keyhooks” Or “Look how much weight I’ve lost, my ribs are poking out”–NEVER.

And I don’t know why, maybe it had to do with the fact that im already relatively thin, or that I have a super fast metabolism. Egh, really it’s a mystery I’d rather not care about, to be honest. I think 3am snacks are valuable to human life,and everyone should have them once in a while. I mean, if you’re like me, it’ll result in a sleepy mother running down the stairs telling you how if she ever sees you in that kitchen after 10 pm, there’ll be dire consequences (in which case you continue eating at 3 am) Or maybe your stepmom will be in the kitchen drinking cough syrup when she see’s you chowing on the crackers in the pantry and asks “What the hell are you doing?” (in which case you reply with “couldn’t sleep” and carry all food to your bedroom). I don’t know, to each their own.

If you’ve never had a 3am snack, I think you’re missing out. Because the joy of such a snack is simply found in the fact that everyone is asleep. Except you, and you can just eat, and eat, and eat, and eat…

I guess that an upside is that if anyone ever asks you “what do you do at 3am” you have an answer, while everyone’s  will be something super lame, like “Um, sleeping?”

In the case that my confessions of being an avid early morning snacker have scared you, I think it’s because you’ve never tried it. I mean, after that first 3am snack, you’ll never be the same. I guess once you go snack, you never go back!

You all are all so lovely, I’d love it if you’d drop a comment and make my day 😀 thanks beautiful peeplos! 😀

All my love all the time,

-Scoot xx