I Didn't Play With Barbies And Other Reasons I'm Not Cool

I didn't play with Barbies. Or any of those dolls that allow you to give them makeovers with play makeup or by cutting their hair. As a result, I'm cosmetically challenged and have suffered a series of bad haircuts. These are my confessions.

Tuesday, January 04, 2005

If You're Gonna Sweat the Small Stuff, Wear Deodorant

Last year Mrs. C had us create advice books for English 3. I enjoyed this way too much. The following is some of the advice that I included in the book along with some things I've learned since.

Never do anything once featured on a Lifetime movie.
Drink a Mountain Dew everyday.
Embrace your dorkiness. Sing R.E.M at the top of your lungs.
Take time to look at the stars.
Daydream during studyhall.
Learn to play an instrument. Even if its the kazoo.
Don't stare at the sun during a solar eclipse.
Don't worry about what you wear. Twenty years from now you'll look back at photos and realize everyone looked equally lame.
When you're feeling down sing the Barenaked Ladies song "One Week." It will instantly lighten the mood.
Do something outrageous. If only just once.
Live by "Ferris Buellers Day Off."
Find good friends who will take time out of their busy lives to play "Six Degrees Of Kevin Bacon" with you.
Don't marry anyone who wouldn't give you the window seat.
Talk to strangers.
Keep your mind open.
Throw away all of your preconceived notions about people.
Watch John Hughes movies on a regular basis.
Don't regret.
Contrary to popular belief, not all of your life goals have to be accomplished before you turn 30.




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