Monday, June 11, 2012

The 100 Post, A Century, The Big One Oh Oh, 10x10

So this is my 100th post.  Do you like how I timed it to be on the Queen's Birthday public holiday?  Wish that was true but it's purely accidental.

I have been thinking what I want to say on this monumental occasion for about a week now (that's about as much forward planning I've ever done!).  And my idol Edenland has given me the inspiration on Fresh Horses, who the hell am I?

So who am I?

Well, I've just discovered I don't really know.  I sat here for 20 minutes trying to think of an answer and I only came up with, Becci Bird.  But I'm also Becci Swan. Married name. No really! Let me explain.

I was born Rebecca Robyn Bird.  Yes, really.  I'm not shitting you, that is my name.  I am the sixth born to my mother, who's first born (to someone she was married to before my father, Mr Bird - long story, another time) was a boy called Robin who died at around the age of 7 from meningitis.  So they did not name me for as a joke but it has provided a lot of laughs to those that I have told.

So that is partly who I am. I'm used to people laughing at me and calling me cute nicknames at school, like Robin Redbreast.  Luckily I was not an early developer in that department so was only embarassed at any reference to having a sunburnt flat chest.

I am also very adaptable.

I went to six primary schools (only one high school) and moved a total of 36 times in my 46 years.  Most of those moves during my childhood.

I am a bit of a dreamer.

I've always known I've wanted to write but until this blog gig a year ago, the only people who read my stuff were family (limited), teachers and creative writing workshop members.  I've never published anything (besides here) and have never felt I've produced anything good enough to put in print.  I have the vision of me sitting in my inspiring study surrounded by my published hard copies, tapping away at the next great Australian novel.  Dream on.

I am not ambitious (hence paragraph above).

I've basically been a secretary since I was 16.  I've studied a few things and gained a few Certificates, but when it came down to actually having a career goal in mind, I slumped in a heap.  I love psychology and finding out why people do things and become certain personalities, but I cannot pinpoint how I want to make this into a role where I can actually get paid.  Without going through years of study and expense of course.

I always see the good in people first, until they prove me wrong.

I hate ignorance and cruelty.  Who doesn't?

I go to sleep late every night and regret it every morning.

I have the best intentions of eating healthy and exercising, every week!

I don't like looking at photos or film of myself. Hence you may never find a vlog on this blog.

I am REALLY passionate about good spelling.  OK, I probably should put a disclaimer in case of any mistakes I might miss.

I drive my family nuts by forgetting things and denying all.

I like company.  Ideally friends and family eating and drinking and dancing together.

I spend many late hours on the couch reading blogs, commenting on blogs, entering competitions and sometimes even get around to posting on my blog.

Did I mention I'm great at procrastination?

I spend too much time watching TV and scoffing at ads, feeling superior at their stupidity and at the same time do not have the willpower to look away.

But do these statements say who I really am?  Not really, just what I do.  Even at my mid 40's I'm still "finding myself".  I have double the confidence I had at 20 but half the inclination.  I've achieved the dream of a wonderful family and home and job but still know there is so much more to achieve.  Just no idea how to achieve it.

So who the hell am I?  I'm Becci, hi, how are you?


  1. Happy 100th blog post. I think many of us are still finding ourselves or our way in life. Maybe that opens us up to options we never would have thought of ourselves.

    1. Thankyou E. Options is what I'm on the lookout for.

  2. Heyyyyy Happy 100th Post hun. I love this one too as I feel like I have really gotten to know you so much more. I am so sorry for your mum losing a child, that is just awful. I nearly lost my first born to Meningitis so it is such a scary word to me.
    Man you have moved, you must be a pro at packing by now.
    And I can so relate to you on so many levels, being a dreamer, still finding myself and loving company. Thanks for sharing so much with us and again happy 100th post :) xxx

  3. Well, nice to meet you Becci. Glad I stumbled across your blog!

  4. Wow!It's God's grace, happy 100th post.
    It's quite sad knowing your confusions of who you really are??....well, that's your own state of mind, but as I look at you now Ms. Becci,, you are actually at your own nest, flying high with your wings gracefully/successfully. Just like a bird: a dreamer, adaptable, and have freewill.Keep it up!love your blogs~

  5. Wow!its God's grace, happy 100th post..
    Its quite sad knowing your confusions of who you really are??
    Well, that is a state of mind, but as I look at you now Ms. Becci, you are at your own NEST, just a like a bird flying high with wings gracefully, yet successfully. A bird whose a dreamer, adaptable, and have freewill. Keep it up!!love your blogs..:-)

  6. Lovely to meet you today Becci - wish I'd read this first but it's interesting to read after I've met you too. You're a lovely writer :)

    1. Thankyou Rachel! Great to meet you today too. You have a great mind and I look forward to reading through your blog tonight and the next night and the next night and the next night... I need all the help I can get.


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