Charlotte

life.

words of wisdom.

Wear sunscreen. 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 or reliable then my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice....now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, nevermind, you won't understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded, but trust me in 20 years, you'll look back at 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 are 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 blindsides you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day 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 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 no where 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're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but what a precious few should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps and 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'll 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 are 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 wishing 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.

I'd like to meet:

Music:

♣ imogen heap.
♣ rasputina.
♣ pendulum.
♣ slipknot.
♣ nightwish.
♣ cradle of filth.
♣ iron and wine.
♣ chicane.
♣ kittie.
♣ missy higgins.
♣ paul oakenfold.
♣ system of a down.
♣ rammstein.
♣ incubus.
♣ 30 seconds to mars.
♣ AFI.
♣ akira yamaoka.
♣ alicia keys.
♣ apocalyptica.
♣ beethoven.
♣ the bled.
♣ blondie.
♣ wumpscut.
♣ rihanna.
♣ brand new.
♣ christina aguilera.
♣ luciana.
♣ lily allen.
♣ combichrist.
♣ HIM.
♣ deftones.
♣ diary of dreams.
♣ disturbed.
♣ dresden dolls.
♣ emiliana torrini.
♣ howard shore.
♣ evanescence.
♣ explosions in the sky.
♣ the fray.
♣ massive attack.
♣ jose gonzalez.
♣ kelly clarkson.
♣ korn.
♣ linkin park.
♣ marilyn manson.
♣ missy elliot.
♣ moby.
♣ motorcycle.
♣ mcr.
♣ muse.
♣ nine inch nails.
♣ a perfect circle.
♣ philip glass.
♣ placebo.
♣ the prodigy.
♣ sigur ros.
♣ stone sour.
♣ switchblade symphony.
♣ tatu.
♣ tori amos.
♣ wicked wisdom.

Oh what's that sorry? Me and Imogen Heap? Sorry, jealousy? :) ♥

Movies:

♣ donnie darko.

"Life is one long insane trip. Some people just have better directions."

Television:

♣ ugly betty.
♣ the news.
♣ documentaries.
♣ QI.
♣ have I got news for you.
♣ nevermind the buzzcocks.

Books:

♣ the bell jar.
♣ the cement garden.
♣ the moth diaries.
♣ lord of the flies.
♣ the lovely bones.
♣ finding alibrandi.
♣ regeneration.
♣ birdsong.

Heroes:

"Find a way to return to the ones who made me, cover your eyes and we'll die together."
many, many people.
♣ my friends
♣ my family
♣ anyone who has helped me through at any given time
♣ my head of 6th form who has done so much for me this year. If it wasn't for her there is no way I'd even be being able to think about University.
There are so many people that I love and respect that I feel have done something for me in my life or look up to and admire for their bravery and brilliance, and I really need to thank those people but never know quite who, how and when. Darlings, thank you for everything you've all done for me. You are amazing people and you mean the world to me. ♥
But there are a couple of people in particular I have to thank.
Firstly, Gaultier. We have this crazy understanding and he is always there to pick me up with charm.
And...
erin.
you're the reason i get through life.
I've only properly known her for a matter of months, but my friend Erin is the closest person to the definition of angel I have ever met. I can't translate in words how much she means to me. I don't want any kind of reciprocation, she just needs to see how special she is. She is beautiful inside and out, I've never met anyone with a nicer manner, personality, nature and persona... and to top it off, not only is she the most intelligent person I know (best grades in the school, kthnx prove my point!), but she could be a model, she's so bloody stunning. She has the most beautiful blue eyes that make you want to melt and the most gorgeous long luscious hair, along with a perfect damn figure. And chuck in every other physical perfection you want. You don't meet people like that often, because for someone that perfect - physically and mentally - to actually exist is a rarity you can't comprehend. But luckily for me, I met her, and she is the most supportive darling you can imagine, I love her to pieces and really wish I could repay her one day for all the things she's done for me. I'm pretty positive she's saved my life on an endless number of occasions, and has always been there as a shoulder to cry on (literally, though a small one), to offer help and advice and beautiful eloquence. I wish I could do the same, though I rarely feel strong or good enough to do so. I never want to see or hear of her hurting, and she deserves only the best in this life. The thought of leaving her to go to Uni tears me apart. I do realise this makes me sound like a hugely butch lesbian. And if I was one, I definitely would be the butch one, considering how tiny she is, the flippin perfect skinny woman. When I give her my "I LOVE YOU SO MUCH" hugs, I feel like a giant lump of a lesbian who's molesting her and going to crush her. But despite how much that quite clearly lowers my self esteem (lol), I can't hold it against her because annoyingly she's too brilliant and lovely. We share so many interests and feelings (and the very same inappropriate idolisation of Ms Benger ^_^) and it's hard to believe that we're so similar when I worship the ground she walks on but I feel like I'm not worth a penny. But all I wanted to say, really, was darling, thank you SO much for everything, you are my rock, though obviously not literally because you're too beautiful. I don't think I've ever cared about anyone so much, ever. I am here for you whenever you need me, not that I'd be any help, but you deserve the world and more and I will do anything to help you get it. You are perfect, an angel, and I adore you. Me being at Uni is never going to change how much you mean to me, how much I owe to you, or how much I love you. ♥♥♥
*squidge*

the race is long, and in the end it's only with yourself.

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