Red-and-Blue Tuinal, Lipstick-Red Seconals…
Before I become verbose and forget to mention things of utmost importance: T got a blog!! Yes yes she did she did!! You must check it out right here, right now.
Warning: the following blog was written at 3am by a rather hormonal insomniac. No copyright infringement was intended.
Ladies and Gentlemen, of the Blog of Angels and Wrong Theories… avoid mono.
If I could offer only one tip for everyday life, that would be it. The long-term benefits of mono (that involve screwing up your life in far too many ways to count) have been proven by scientists. Whereas the rest of my advice has no basis whatsoever and should be ignored from here on in. But I will dispense this advice, and make you read it, now…
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. I can say that, as I am now 20 and have lived through my good years. But trust me, when you’re 20, you’ll look back at photos of yourself in high school, and recall in a way you can’t grasp now, how much you really did actually hate that guy, and how much sleep you got back then. The only bags under your eyes then were made by makeup.
Definitely worry about the future. Or, don’t, but then don’t complain when it bites you in the ass one day when you graduate and realize you’re not prepared for life. Things you shouldn’t worry about include: what you were wearing to that party, who drank how much, which drugs are better value for money and how many notches are on your bedpost. No one gives a damn in real life.
Do one thing every day that grounds you.
Know, that the first guy won’t be the only guy. And if he is, then congratulations you are one in a million.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy. When you grow up, most of the girls who were popular and who gave you hell at school will be pregnant and unemployed, smoking two packs a day and complaining about their children. You will have a life.
Act your age, not your shoe size. If your age is your shoe size then ignore this point.
Keep the stories you wrote as a kid, throw away the exam papers school sends home.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. I studied the field that was my dream career, and found my interest lay in other areas. My friends may be two years ahead of me at uni, but I already have a degree under my belt. Take your time, life’s a journey.
Eat plenty of chocolate.
But be kind to your teeth; you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll date in high school, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll date in college, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll find your life partner when you walk into them on the pedestrian crossing, maybe you’ll get your first kiss at 25. Whatever happens, go with it, and don’t try to rush it. Things happen for a reason and even if you don’t know what that reason is, it’s probably for the best.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can, but don’t allow yourself to be used. Find your style and go with it; if you can rock a pair of denims and a tee with as much grace as models present couture on the runway you’ll have the world in the palm of your hand.
Sing… even if you can’t and only do it when the stereo is on full blast in the car.
Never read the manual, just poke buttons till something happens. The fun’s in exploring.
Do NOT read beauty magazines. Trust me when I say you don’t want to be a stick and wear inches of makeup.
Get to know your parents; I found my best friend in mine. Be nice to your siblings if you have any, you have no idea how lucky you are if you do.
Make new friends but keep the old, one is silver the other gold. Make an effort to get in touch with people from your past. Times change, and the people you once hated for having longer hair than you, might share every common interest you have now.
Live with flatmates for a time, but move out before you get too sloppy. Live with your parents for a time, but move out before you get too lazy.
Accept certain inarguable truths: food always tastes better from someone else’s lunchbox, some people never change, and life goes on, and as it does you’ll get older, and fantasize that when you were young nothing was better than home-made soup, that idiots eventually grew a brain and that when life goes on, it’s a good thing.
Learn your manners.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you never had a chance to get a part time job as a kid. Get one now. The more experience you have by the time you graduate (even if it’s nothing to do with the field you want to study) the better. Trust me.
Don’t get plastic surgery. Seriously.
Don’t believe everything you hear on TV, but also don’t discount it all as falsehood. Any information we gather adds to our personal growth as a person. Using this information to help others is like a bird regurgitating food for her young: sounds nasty, but it’s good for you.
But trust me on the mono…
Insomnia is a bitch. It makes my brain work backwards and my bones hurt. The entry was based on a famous speech-turned-song by Baz Luhrman, the original of which can be found here. But in all honesty, a lot of the stuff I said there may be put down to sarcasm, guns and hormones, but that doesn’t mean it’s wrong. Read it carefully, maybe you’ll learn something.
In other news I set myself a challenge to make more videos and post them up no matter how unhappy I am with them. Which means that I may very easily plague you all with my attempts at trailers for films I like. To get the ball rolling, the first one was made for Inception and can be found on my Youtube page.
Till next Castiel day, folks.