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Letter to myself...


Me in 1985... Posted by Hello

To my 16 year-old self:
  • You ARE skinny. Just because you aren't anorexically thin, enjoy your sweet little body for what it is... it won't always be that way.
  • Be kind to your parents.
  • You are very confident, but that does not mean you are always right. The sooner you learn this, the happier you will be, and the happier others around you will be.
  • If you can find one, date a black guy maybe, just to get your parents used to the idea...
  • Keep taking French classes in college. You might want to quit, but don't.
  • Save some money...
  • Take lots of pictures - of all the stages of your life. You don't want to have a five year gap with hardly any pictures... trust me on this one.
  • Your friends will come and go. Learn now how to make new ones - it's a very valuable skill you'll need all your life.
  • Pursue your relationship with God - never take it for granted. It takes discipline, but always train yourself for righteousness... it won't just happen because you were blessed to be born into a family of faith.
  • Be careful of the girls who work with you at Alice's... they're trouble... be true to your convictions.
  • Pay your bills on time.
  • Don't quit college.
  • Don't perm your hair.
  • You don't need a lot of makeup. Remember this when you're getting ready for Junior Prom. Walk away from the eyeliner...
  • Go to Europe before you get married - do the backpack - hostel thing... it's too hard to do later in life.
  • Say no to VISA.
  • Wear sunscreen. Every day. You'll thank me when you're older, I promise.

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