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June 24 2005
ok so hasnt that much been going on really. me and megan are still going out . things are good between us both still. im still keeping out of trouble. i saw andy chitavong ( not spelt right) the other day up at walmart with me and michael so we sat and talked to him fro a while he said things had been going pretty good for him. he seemed pretty good but today i went out and finally got the shoes for vacation and they ended up being $110 which im really glad i am not paying for. arnt i so lucky to have parents that would buy me them lol when i get older and have kids we will be going to payless and walmart and goodwill. just like what i used to have to do. never thought about it untill recently just how lucky i really am. you see i didnt grow up into a very wealthy family we wernt poor but we didnt have the most money ever . we ( me, my 2 sisters , mom and dad) lived in a 2 bedroom 1 bath house in saint petersburg florida . money was very tight . just the stuff we needed is what we got. didnt live in the best of the neighborhoods. lets just say things werent how my parents or any parents would want there kids to live . we managed it though . there are alot worse people out there but it just wasnt all that great , but furtunatly my parents some how managed to get a house up here and okay paying jobs and a 2 story ,3 bedroom ,2 bath house that me my dad and his friends all worked on to make a 5 bedroom house and things sence weve moved here have been good. just trying to say no1 apperciates what they have . ive been there . i know what it feels like to be the kid getting made fun of. i know how it feels to be the kid with holey and dirty jeans because i couldnt get anymore. i know how it feels to live paycheck to paycheck not being able to have all the little fancy stuff that every1 has. i was always last to get something out of everyone. for christmas when i got handme downs i used to think it was like a pot of gold when i was littler. just trying to point out that alot of people dont appreciate what they have . but they should because them 100 doller shoes or there 75 doller jeans or there new hair doo will not always be there and your going to wish that people didnt judge you the way you judged them buy there money and not by who they really are...but gtg i love you megan


If I could offer you only 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 nevermind; you will not understand the power of beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at the photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't 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 bubble gum. 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 that everyday that scares you.


Sing


Don't be reckless with other people's 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, it's 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.


Stretch


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...whatever 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, it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.


Dance... even if you have nowhere 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 it's 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 it's worth.


But trust me on the sunscreen...