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When I was 12 I made a time capsule. (I lived on a farm and spent many a long, boring hour thinking about the future, when I wasn’t rocking out to Hanson and cutting out pictures of the Spice Girls from TV Hits magazine). The big plan was to reveal it when I reached the far away, imaginary age of 21.

My 12 year old self, possibly decked out in my favourite 1997 outfit of black baggy tencel overalls (yes, tencel… don’t judge, you were probably wearing it too) and aqua Piping Hot oversized t-shirt, thought that by16 I would be pretty much grown up. By 21, I would surely know all there was to know about the world.

I have a hazy recognition of tucking an assortment of symbolic items into a cardboard Nike shoebox, wondering what life would be like then.

My high school diary, scribbled with notes from new found friends, bragging about how a boy smiled at us on the train (A boy! A real life boy! Needless to say, I went to a girl’s school…) My journal, purchased by my parents on a day trip to the beach, where I wrote riveting accounts about what I ate for lunch and how I had bought some new stickers for my collection. A copy of Dolly magazine = my 12 year old self’s Bible. Considered contraband in my household in my early teens, I used to sneakily buy it after school because life wouldn’t be worth living if I didn’t know the latest entertaining issues covered by Dolly Doctor. (Does anybody else remember the infamous letter about the chick with the Barbie dolls and interesting urges??!!) A Yo-Yo. Photos of my good self sporting some ridiculously oversized headbands (what’s changed?)

Hidden inside the box under a cover of crunchy pink tissue, much to my mortification/fascination/curiosity I found a cassette tape that I had recorded of my favourite songs (‘MmmBop’ anyone? Appreciate it, I probably spent a good 30 minutes next to the radio listening to the Hot 30 Countdown, poised to pounce on record to get that). I also felt the need to discuss my life.

12 year old self predicted that by my early twenties, I may have achieved the following:

Moved out (Ba bow!) Been to Uni (Check). Moved away from the farm (Check). Travelled to Sydney (Check. Dream big Laura!) Gotten married (Again, ba bow!) Had kids (Hahaha. No.) Be working as a vet (I think I failed to recognise that I pretty much can’t do Maths). I also predicted that in the future, I might have a flying car (I think I watched a little too much of ‘The Jetsons’), I would probably use a machine to listen to music rather then listen to CDs (Bingo! How come I’m not working for Apple?)

Life at 12 was simple in a way, but much more complicated then life now. I spent a lot of time reading magazines in my room, writing letters to my friends, daydreaming about marrying Zac Hanson and praying that one day I would be as cool as some of the girls at school, who flounced around in curvy bodies,  blonde highlights and black tattoo look necklaces.

And I would definitely reach Sydney.

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