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I usually hate Mondays.
I hate mornings, so it was a wonder that I was even able to get up, ya know what I mean?
But not only did I get up, I rose. You know?
I feel so rejuvenated still.
Hey YouTube world, it's me, Evelyn.
So Beyoncé's Lemonade was about women, right? And it got me thinking about what I thought
being a woman meant when I was little.
And the thing is, I have a very distinct imagery.
Now this is me showing my age. Or rather, my youth. I don't know.
I thought being a grown up, or a teenager, or like a free woman
meant that I was able to wear midriff shirts, okay? Belly button all out, okay?
As a child, the car I wanted-- a bright yellow 4x4.
You could call it a 4x4 with a -- Lemonade paint job! Okay? Okay.
Ya know, I wanted a Jeep, like Moesha's had wanted, you know?
Cruise down the street with the windows down. Hair blowing in the Louisiana breeze.
And singing Janet Jackson.
[whispers] Shakin' that thing like you never did see, got a nice package all right.
Did not know that's what she was saying, but I was saying it.
[whispers] Guess I'm gonna have to ride it tonight.
Where was I headed? To the water park whenever I wanted,
because that's what grownups were able to do. In Louisiana it was called Blue Bayou.
It was kinda like the, uh, the Schlitterbahn, okay? If you're in Texas, we have Schlitterbahn.
It was the Hurricane Harbor, okay, if you got a Six Flags.
That's what I wanted to do.
Never mind that I had a mother that was very present in my life.
Forget that role model, I wanted to be Janet Jackson.
[whispers] Doesn't matter what I do on you. Nobody but youuuuuu.
That's what I thought being a woman was.
And now that I'm here...
kind of, I think...
Hooooo, I was so wrong. No where in that dream, was there student loans.
Failure and disappointment.
[kenyan accent] Being so lost, hah! So lost!
But I do have control over where I go, and what I wear, and the music I listen to.
So if I want to walk around
with my belly button out, singing Janet Jackson, it's something that I can do.
In the comments below, let me know what you thought being an adult was gonna be like.
And I'll see you on the Internet somewhere, BYE!