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How Do I Grown Up | Becca Wadlington

unnamed (4)I’m one of those people who’s been called an old soul for most of my life. Did I use the word “frankly” in my interview for kindergarten? Yes. Did I ask for a subscription to NewsWeek for my 17th birthday? Sure. Beyond the old-souliness though, I’m a child. My favorite game is “name of your sex tape,” I am always game for ice cream and I never fail to laugh at poop stories. In short, I guess I’m just a childish old person wearing a 26-year-old-costume.

How Do I Grown Up

Unsolicited Advice from an Under Qualified Adult

Life, Work, Sex & Dating, Humor

I often compare my life to that children’s book “Leo the Late Bloomer” except that I’m not a lion anymore. I spent much of my youth and young adulthood being a lovable dum-dum and generally acting a fool. How Do I Grown Up is the blog I wish I’d been reading all those years.


What is one of the weirdest things you used to do as a teenager?
Freshman year of High School, my best friend Jess and I started writing a story called “The Adventures of Bec and Jess” which was a completely accurate version of our lives except that we were also super heroes and I was dating Orlando Bloom.
This isn’t even the weird part…

In the story we found a secret portal to a world where each day of the week was a land with a various themes. Mondayland was the land of technology, Tuesdayland was literature, etc. Wednesdayland was the land of everything good and I was, of course, Queen Wednesday. Obviously.

So in high school, I wore a tiara to school on Wednesdays. It was like Mean Girls except more delusional.

What kind of phone was your first cell phone?
I got my first cell phone my senior year of high school. I believe our carrier was Cell-One and I got one of the free phones when we signed up. It was the tiniest, grey phone; we’re talking fitting perfectly in my closed fist, small. It was a flip phone, but instead of having a little window on the outside that said the time or notifications, it just had a tiny, round mirror. Not even a useful mirror, like a warped, fun house mirror…

What trajectory are you hoping to push yourself onto? Where do you want to head?
I’d like to be a public school teacher, administrator, and eventually Secretary of Education. Or the next Lord Voldemort. Or are those the same?

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