P!nk and me as a role model.

So back to the post I did about P!nk and her Aussie interview, I have to say I really enjoyed it. I think it was the guy interviewing her. His sarcasm played well with hers. So here is one of the best parts, I thought. And I guess to let you all in on why I look to P!nk as a role model.

Aussie Guy: Do you think of yourself as a role model?

P!nk: (Makes an awesome face)

Aussie Guy: Well obviously that face says no.

P!nk: I think because I am so into my flaws, and so self deprecating, and so "Hi, whatever, who gives a shit" I think that is the only way I could be a role model. Just to not take everything so seriously.

So readers, that is why I love P!Nk, because she is just so easy going about things. She is serious at times, but for a lot of the little shit that people seem to worry over. I agree, stop taking it so damn serious. P!nk, you rock. This for all of you who question where I get my self esteem. It is from role models like P!nk, and one of the things I do not take seriously. Which is hard for many people to do.

I don't care what others think. Nope. Don't care if you don't like my mohawk, or if you don't like my swearing, or my love for pine candles. Don't like my books, or scrapbooking? Who cares. The way I look at it, I am planning on living till 103, and with only 73 years left on this bizarre planet, I have things to do, places to see, and tons of swearing, scrapbooking and pine candles to burn.

So as Lady Soverign (a British rapper) says. "Love me or hate me, it's still an obsession. Love me or hate me that is the question. If you love me then, Thank you. If you hate me, well fuck you."

Try life from that point of view. The only opinions I really value and would change myself for are... well just me. Unless I see that I am behaving badly, or doing something I don't like, then I will change.

Believe me my mother the Queen has tried to talk me out of flipping people off when I drive, well it's just me. And the farting bothers Spaghetti, I am sure my constant talking and yapping drives people nuts too. I too remember a time when I tried to talk my mom out of being so, well herself. Silly me. I have since then learned. You can't change people. You just love them for who they are.

And this is me. I won't pretend to be something I am not. I am me. Loud, crazy, talkative, funny, goofy, insane, friendly, perverted, book worm, scrapbooker, paper crafter, pop and hip hop music loving, coffee drinking me.

I can only hope that as my children grow, they learn to be themselves, whatever that may be. I am sure they will go through the stages of wanting to be just like everyone else just to fit in and be normal. But I am hoping for them to be proud of themselves, and to teach them to love themselves, always.

It's never to late to be yourself. To learn and to grow from this life. I learn and change every day.