Stuck In This 18 Year Old Body

 To whomever may have stumbled upon this blog,

For those of you who have known me for a while, you probably know that I'm not a typical 18 year old girl. It's not just because I'm a little weird (which is true--I'm pretty odd), but there is something else about me that's not quite normal. Can you guess? I'm assuming if you read the title you might have an idea, but for those of you slow pokes, I'll just tell you.

I'm basically an old person. Like I am really a ninety-five year old woman trapped here in this eighteen year old body. Things that interest me are knitting, puzzles, and watching The Price is Right on a daily basis (PS- make sure to get your pets spayed or neutered). Not to mention I can recite the Hoveround and Liberty Medical commercials by heart.

"Hoveround takes me where I want to go, where will it send me...?" (If you are singing it along with me in your head, I guess I'm not alone here.)

My interests are not the only thing that make me an old person. (Oh just a little disclaimer, I'm not hating on old people by any means, I absolutely love them! And for those of you reading this that think you're old, just consider "old" as someone much, much older than yourself...there, now everyone is happy.) I also have been told that I dress like an old person (should I say elder? Would that be more politically correct?). Apparently I wear a lot of knit sweaters and scarves, and if and when I wear dresses to any social occasion, they usually don't follow the norm. I mean, I know I'm not the only one that wears knit scarves and cardigans, but I guess to some people it's unusual. I'm also ALWAYS cold. Like a frail old lady. Always shivering. Always having a blanket. Always sitting by the fire with a cup of coffee. If there is no fire around, I always have that cup of coffee. Always. Coffee is wonderful. If you don't think so, you haven't discovered all its glory yet. Just give it some time.

So maybe by this time you're asking yourself, okay this girl is a little strange but not enough to write a blog about it? Well maybe you're right...this blog will probably be pointless and not in the slightest bit interesting. I will try, however, to make it somewhat interesting, just for you. No promises! The real intention of this blog is to basically show you how lame I am. I am really behind on the times. By this I mean that I cannot keep up with pop culture to save my life. It just doesn't come naturally to me. People will say some new term and I will have absolutely no idea what they mean. I'll probably be one of those people that says YOLO five years after it was popular to say. Is it still popular now? I have no idea. See? Case and point. I don't listen to popular music so every time a song comes on the radio, everyone starts singing along. 

And I sit there. 

I am completely and utterly oblivious to the realm of all things popular, and I wonder in my mind where I started losing touch.

I can't trace it back to a specific moment or point in time. I think I just do what I want, you know? The final point I have to make for myself about being old is that I absolutely LOVE old people. I think they are so cute. Every time I see one (just ask anyone who has ever known me ever) I completely lose it. I have the same reaction to old people as most people have to a cute puppy or baby or any other infant creature. I almost cried one time because I saw an older couple holding hands and I couldn't handle the cuteness. I don't just like seeing old people (I now realize this sounds weird, but I'll go with it). I love talking to them. I love hearing their stories. I love hearing them talk about the long and interesting lives they have lived. If I'm going to be completely honest with you, and I already have been thus far, if I were given the choice to talk to someone that is five times older than me, or someone who is my age, I would choose the ninety year old. They have so much to tell and their stories are just music to my ears. I  have so much respect for them, I guess that just makes me want to be one? I always tell people I can't wait to be old. They think I'm weird. That's fine. 

So I think I'm going to make this blog about all of the ways I feel like an old person. Maybe I'll post about something I do or say that makes me feel old, or maybe I'll post about a time where someone else thinks that I'm old. Maybe I'll just write about what's going on. I hope that I can talk to some older people and maybe write about one of their stories, too. Because those stories people tell me are something worth sharing. Either way, I am excited to share some of my life with you, and I hope that you find it interesting and worth your time. I hope to write again soon and share with you my life:

Memoirs of an Old Soul

Thanks!
Madeline 

 
 













About me:
I'm an 18 year old Des Moines, Iowa native. I am a college student studying photography administration. I hope to run my own photography business someday. If you want to see some of my work, head on over to facebook.com/MadelineTrottPhotography. You can also follow me on Twitter: @madeline_trott , or on Instagram: @madelinetrott. If you have any questions about my blog, my photography, or anything else, you can e-mail me at m.trott27@gmail.com. Thanks again for your time!