yesterday there was a meme going around twitter #tweetyour16yearoldself and i spent some time reading what people would say… then i asked my facebook friends what they would say. a whole slew of people that i knew in highschool answered – that was interesting because i *knew* those people when they were 16.
a lot of the answers boiled down to “you think you know it all, but just wait.” at 16, i did know it all… about being 16. the only advice i’d had for myself was CHILL. i studied hard, i worked hard, i played a lot. i was a good girl, but i spent a lot of time playing. i was a smarty and didn’t think i needed to go to class. i was truant a LOT. and i did a fair share of lamenting. lamenting over boys, lamenting over grades, lamenting over OTHER boys… ohhh, the teenage angst. it was intense. i coulda chilled a little. it was an awesome time.
i beg to differ with Michelle, who advised herself against the perm. i rocked a perm.
in these pics, i think i’m actually 17, but eh, what’s a few months here or there?
i learned to tapdance in highschool. i was doing timesteps out in my driveway the other day waiting on the schoolbus. there’s a LOT more jiggling these days. a’flap-step-stomp… maybe i should tell my 16 year old self to step off the oreos.
i’m very much the same person i was then, with a little less lamenting, or when i do lament, it’s about 36 year old things. so i guess other than CHILL, my only other advice would be to just be yourself. that’s the best you can be. and step off the cookies.
