We all have a short girl in our lives, don\u2019t we? Whether she\u2019s your sister, your cousin, your friend, or your colleague, you know her. Or better yet, she\u2019s you. If so, hey there, sister! The average height for Malaysian females is around 155cm. I stand quite a bit below that at 150cm, earning me the nickname ai poh (short woman) from my brother. Well, I measured 152cm once but I\u2019ll just take it as a rare, \u2018good height day\u2019. (Side note: Apparently, you\u2019re taller in the morning. Anyone ever noticed?) Whether it\u2019s 150cm or 152cm, I\u2019ve long accepted I\u2019ll never pass the five-feet mark. And while I love embracing my height, perhaps it\u2019s also time I embrace the very real, and unique, situations that come with it. Here are six of the biggest pros and cons I\u2019ve experienced as a short girl: Con #1 \u2013 Friends often lose you in a crowd. It might sound silly that you could actually lose track of someone but trust me, this has happened to me many times. \u201cWhere\u2019s Crystal?\u201d and \u201cOh, there you are!\u201d are common expressions from my friends whenever we are in a crowded place like the pasar malam\u00a0or a music festival. I could be standing right beside them and they still wouldn\u2019t be able to see me. Does it make me feel invisible? Just a little. But hey, if they can\u2019t see me, I\u2019ll just have to be the one keeping an eye on them - or a hand - when I hold onto the back of their shirt as we manoeuvre through the sea of people. Pro #1\u00a0\u2013 You're always in the front row when it\u2019s picture time.\u00a0 People might not always be able to find me in person, but they will always spot me smiling right in the front of our IG snaps. Whether it\u2019s with friends, family, or co-workers, I\u2019m never not seen in a group photo - because \u201cShort people in the front!\u201d\u00a0is an unspoken rule that is almost universally recognised. Con #2 \u2013 Everyone around you seems to be taller. It\u2019s a given that 92% of the people I meet are taller than me when I\u2019m this short. More often than not, this means I\u2019m seen as the \u201canomaly\u201d in the group. And sure, it\u2019s made me feel a little left out before. I can\u2019t walk as fast as everyone, I\u2019m always known as \u2018the short one\u2019 - you know, like the DUFF with her taller, hotter friends. And worse, I can\u2019t share clothes with my friends or borrow their shoes. I have, however, learned that being the odd one out can be fun too! When I was in high school, two of my friends and I used to joke that we were the Petronas Twin Towers, with them being the two, taller towers and me being the bridge. Pro #2\u00a0\u2013 There's no joy like finding someone who is the same height or shorter than you.\u00a0 Being in Malaysia means I\u2019m not alone as a short girl. There are quite a few who are in the same boat! Once in a while, I will meet someone who\u2019s around the same height as me, and wow, there\u2019s no joy like it. There\u2019s finally someone who understands my struggles and I mean, \u201cYay! Can we be BFFs now so we can share closets?\u201d Con #3 \u2013 There are places you just can\u2019t reach. My boyfriend laughs whenever I have to do a little jump to hang my towel on the handle of the cabinet above my wardrobe. Whether it\u2019s at the library or the supermarket, or even at home, the top shelf is my worst enemy.\u00a0 So I\u2019ve trained myself to be resourceful. Any stool or table becomes a stepping stone for me as I attempt to do some sort of parkour move to get my strawberry yoghurt. Sometimes, it\u2019s my favourite jar of peanut butter. If all else fails, I can always ask for help. Pro #3 \u2013 You\u2019re always taken care of. Speaking of help, even though I\u2019m older than some of my friends, being shorter somehow makes them feel like I need to be cared for. Maybe I\u2019m just spoilt, but sometimes, they\u2019d cook for me at KBBQ restaurants, and other times, they\u2019d put their arm around me when crossing the street and help me look out for cars. For some reason, they\u2019re always there to protect me from well, whatever it is they think might harm little ol\u2019 me. I\u2019m all for being a strong, independent woman but I\u2019m not complaining here! Con #4\u00a0\u2013 You always have to look up when talking to people. This can be intimidating, especially when I\u2019m speaking to someone who\u2019s six feet and taller. It can feel like someone\u2019s towering over me and trust me when I say it can get uncomfortable even when I know the person is nice and soft as a marshmallow. So what I always do is, I move slightly, and subtly, away from them. Close enough so I can still hear them and have a good conversation, but far enough so I don\u2019t feel like I\u2019m Jack next to the giant. Pro #4 \u2013 Being in the sun is not a problem.\u00a0 The infinite summer of Malaysia means the burning sun is always out in the day. With a boyfriend who\u2019s 180cm tall, I\u2019m lucky to be gifted with easy access to the shade whenever needed. Funny thing is, my boyfriend is more afraid of the sun than I am. \u201cOh, my beautiful skin,\u201d he\u2019d say while scrambling to look for an umbrella. \u00a0As for me - all I need to do is squat in his shadow. Con #5 \u2013 It\u2019s often hard to get the full experience at concerts. I once went to see Porter Robinson at Zouk and well, for the most part, I didn\u2019t even see him. What I did see is the silhouette of people squashed like sardines, dancing (or trying to dance) in front of me. Perhaps I should have taken a tip from my younger self. When I went to BEAST\u2019s showcase many years ago, I wore these high platform sneakers that actually helped me get a better view. Pro\u00a0#5 \u2013 Piggy back rides are always an option. While I missed most of Porter Robinson at his show, my boyfriend did give me piggy back rides so I could catch a few glimpses. I got a good view and he got an extra workout. Tell me that\u2019s not a win-win. Con #6 \u2013 You can never be described as anything but \u201ccute\u201d Short girls are immediately labelled as cute. I\u2019ve always tried to defy this by arguing, \u201cNo, I\u2019m cool!\u201d or \u201cWhy can\u2019t I be badass?\u201d, to which, people would just laugh. When I was in Uni, I wanted so bad to lose the \u201ccute\u201d label, I made my staple outfit a leather jacket, black jeans, and ankle boots. Finished off with red lipstick, of course. Whether it worked, I\u2019m not sure, but now that I\u2019m older and no longer feel the need to prove anything, I no longer care what people think of me. You do you, right? Pro #6 \u2013 Hey, you\u2019re cute! But really, I guess being called cute can\u2019t be that bad. At least I\u2019ll always have that going on for me! Are you a short girl? Let us know what your experience is like in the comments! For more articles on positive ways to handle one\u2019s self-image, read \u00a0Here Are 4 Malaysians Who Overcame Body Shaming. These Are Their Stories\u00a0and\u00a0I Suffered From Severe Eczema. This is How I Developed Self-Confidence.