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This Is Who I Am – Jen’s Anthem

I love music. Who doesn’t, right? Music has the power to touch us, energise us and helps us to connect with each other.

It also has the power to convey emotions and tell a story. This week’s I Must Confess  from Kirsty of My Home Truths, is the soundtrack to our lives. I didn’t have to think too much for a song that I really connect with and what represents me best. For me, the song that really represents me in my life is Vanessa Amorosi’s, ‘This is who I am’.

Vanessa Amorosi

This song is really about someone finally being comfortable enough with themself to tell everyone, this is who I am. Basically, you can take it or leave it, cause this is me.

I connect with this song because it’s where I’m at in my life. What you see is what you get. This is me. You knock me down, I’ll get back up. I care if you think I’m fat, or if you don’t like my clothes, this is me.

I’ve finally learnt it’s okay to be myself. I can stand tall knowing I’m basically a good person. I’m trying to be friends with me and hope that you will be too. I deserve to be free, free from hating myself and just learn to be.

This is who I am

If you haven’t heard this song, then you need to hear it. It’s strong and powerful. I’ve put the lyrics below for you to read.

I’d like to rename it, “Jenster’s Anthem” but I’m not sure how Vanessa will react to that.

Do you connect with this song? I’d love to hear what you think!!

Jen xoxo

“This Is Who I Am”

I spend my life, trying to do things right
but all I do is fall to my face with my hands on my head so many times
but then I learnt, after being burnt
to get back up and push straight on
stop the tears people move on, on

Well it’s alright to be myself
now I’ve learnt to stand
well it’s ok to be just who I am
I spent years really hating me
longing to be friends, now I hope that you can understand
This is who I am

Now when life gets tough
I’m quick to hurry up
I run all day, I run through the night
I break down walls, I hit up high
I don’t care if I’m fat, or if you think my clothes are bad
‘cos I can go to sleep at night, I’m a good person and I’ll get by

Well It’s alright to be myself
now I’ve learnt to stand
well it’s ok to be just who I am
I spent years really hating me
longing to be friends, now I hope that you can understand
This is who I am

Are you someone, are you someone, are you someone, someone like me
you deserve, you deserve, you deserve to be free
cause the world will keep spinning, and you’ll be trapped in it

Well it’s alright to be myself
now I’ve learnt to stand
well it’s ok to be just who I am
I’ve spent years really hating me
longing to be friends, now I hope that you can understand
This is who I am

Lyrics from: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/vanessaamorosi/thisiswhoiam.html

Toilet Talk – the one question that needs to be asked!

Today I’m linking up with Kirsty of My Home Truths for another round of I Must Confess. I lost this post in the migration from Blogger to WordPress, so here is the controversy that ignites us all!!!!!

A time old question. A debate that spans the world and ignites the great toilet debate. Posteriors poised and four ply ready.

This is the sort of question that requires courage a plenty to ask. And by courage, I mean alcoholic courage. Name your beverage, drink it and ask away.

So what is it, you ask? Are you a scruncher or a folder?

I guess the answer to this lies in the generational gift given to you by your parents. After all, they toilet trained you.

I think what you are, can tell so much about a person.

A folder can be described as a meticulous person, detailed focused, neat, orderly, dedicated and committed. Someone who can take too long to do something (let’s think of the extra time they take on the loo as they fold away).

A scruncher, on the other hand, can be a bit dishevelled, efficient, haphazard in their approach, chaotic at times, but most importantly, resourceful.

Yes, this is a crazy post. But aren’t you the least bit curious?

Toilet Paper

Maybe this is something that we should declare on our drivers licence. Why not? We have lots of other important information on there, so one more bit won’t matter.

I can see it now. Address. Check. Phone. Check. Date of birth. Check. Folder or Scruncher. Check.

I wonder what the bouncers would say in nightclubs as they checked your ID for entry.

“ID please”. “Sorry, you’re a scruncher, not coming in. Goodbye.”

It would almost be worth me re-living my nightclub days just to see this.

Toilet Paper Funny

What about when you go to RSL’s and Sports Clubs now? They take your licence and scan it, giving you a wonderful print out of all your personal information. When there’s a queue, that’s how they can divide you!

“Scrunchers to the left, Folders to the right.”

So, do you know what I am yet?

Being in HR, it would be a great question for job application forms. There it is, staring down at your potential company, etched in ink, sitting in your personnel file for years to come. It will almost certainly take discrimination to a new level. The legal world will have posteriors parted. Pardon the pun.

I know you are going to look at people quite differently. The curiousity inside you will simply be too intense.

Maybe we should all swap. That would be a posterior pandemic. Folders should become scrunchers and scrunchers should become folders. Embrace change, I say!

What about the gender debate. Are there more women folders than men folders? Or does one gender favour one method over another?

Whilst I am on a question roll (another pun), let’s not stop there. Why not ask more?

Do you have a certain sheet limit? That’s right. How many sheets do you use?

I think that question and so much more is for another day.

Oh….so what am I? A folder or scruncher.

I’ll leave that thought with you.

Jen xoxo