my favourite speech for some weekend wisdom
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience, I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty
of your youth; oh never mind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you cant grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked.
You're not as fat as you
imagine.
Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as
trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you.
Sing
Don't be reckless with other people hearts, don't put up with
people who are reckless with yours .
Floss;
Don't waste your time on jealousy
sometimes you're ahead, sometimes
you're behind...the race is long, and in the end, its only with
yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away
your old bank statements.
S t r e t c h .
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your
life the most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don't. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you'll miss
them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't, maybe you'll have children,maybe
you won't, maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your
75th wedding anniversary what ever you do, don't
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either . your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can, don't be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, its the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance;
even if you have n o w h e r e to do it but in your own living room. Read
the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do NOT read
beauty magazines,
they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know
your parents, you never know when they'll be gone for
good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future
Understand that friends come
and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you'll fantasize
that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don't expect
anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out. Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
its worth. But trust me on the sunscreen."
Holland Thus Far
Weekend Wisdom- Sunshine, Peace, Love
Back on track
Airports, Personal Space and Claustrophobia
I’m typing this from above the beautiful province of Alberta. It’s easy to remember why I dislike airports so much every time I enter one. The loud children running wild, the older ladies who over-dress for a flight in 6-inch heels and huge, dark sunglasses, or the crazy man who sits there babbling to himself in a foreign language all by himself. The thing that irks me the most is the people who think they’re superior to everyone around them, the woman who has been assigned to row 12 but chooses to weasel her way to the front of the line after rows 27-38 have been called. It makes one want to say “if you honestly think you’re that important then you should pay the extra money to get into executive class instead of getting in everyone else’s way”. Honestly, it makes zero sense, when you think about it, we’re all taking off on the exact same time. The only difference between sitting in the tightly fitting plane and the open terminal is a feeling of severe claustrophobia.
Besides those minor annoyances I actually quite enjoy the terminal, so long as there’s a Starbucks and enough seats at the gate to relax and breathe prior to being launched into the air in a tin can full of strangers. I don’t really enjoy the random people who decide to joke around with you, talk about their travels, or inquire about “why a young lady like myself is traveling all on her own”, I’m aware that I look like I’m 14, however, I’m not totally incompetent. I’m jut excited to be moving one step closer to my new home, my new life and my new school all in the quaint little country of Holland. Although it’s quite the nerve-wracking experience, moving across the world by yourself at 18, I’m feeling quite nostalgic and adventurous, grown-up even.
west ed
the pool
taste of edmonton
Capital Ex
Isn't he just lovely ? The wonderful Miss Laurie has reminded me of several things that I should probably bring to the attention of all who read this. first if you're going to walk around a public place smoking, please don't blow your second-hand smoke into other people's faces and if you're standing in a line and someone asks you to stop blowing smoke into their face then please don't start giving the "it's not illegal to smoke, I can do whatever the f*** I want" speech, graciously apologize, you are a 14 year old girl, yes it is illegal. second if your shorts cause you to have a muffin top then you probably shouldn't wear them ... and you definately shouldn't wear a bikini top creating a spare tire. and third for the amount of people who spit on the grass it's probably a bad idea to sit on it.
It was an amazing day though, it was an amazing release to go on the roller coasters and just de-stress, Divine Brown and K-os were also there ... that was kind of cool. Thank-you so much Laurie for the wonderful day. It was so much fun !
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As I sit here sipping my Mojito Raspberry Mint tea I'm reminiscing over the past few weeks of total and utter chaos, through all the packing, missing clothing, tearful goodbyes and mental breakdowns from lack of sleep I've learned what it's like to have those friendships you know are going to go a long way. I'm currently in the midst of a hectic move across the world from Ontario to Holland, with a 2 week stop over in Edmonton to visit my long lost other mother and her family. It is nice to have this time to relax and spend time with a family that inspires me in so many ways to be a better, more creative and more organised person.
The reason for this relocation to the Netherlands began with a job offer for my mother who was living in BC, while I was going to school in Ontario, her and my baby (14-year-old) brother shipped themselves to Europe. I saw this as a free ticket to Europe and applied for school, abracadabra, I'm off to Webster University.
Besides that up to this point my life has been uneventful, I've fallen into teenage "love" several million times, I'm totally hot for Heath Ledger and I have an amazing support group helping me with every step of the way. I'm hoping to make this blog a documentation through my everyday and I pray that I don't bore you too much. Since that is the case my goal is to complain as little as possible, so I will try to avoid the Internet once a month as a general rule of thumb that may or might not be followed.
Until next time, keep smiling.