Posts Tagged advice

May 28 2013

Bad Advice

What is the worst advice you have ever received?

I think my real problem here is going to be that I don’t really get bad advice, or at least I don’t remember it. I’m not sure I pay that much attention to any advice, far less bad advice, and I certainly don’t pay enough attention to bad advice to remember it.

I could give you plenty of examples of good advice, or at least platitudes, but I’m not sure that it would really help anyone.

The best I could come up with is urban myths, but I’m not sure that really counts as advice. So, I suppose all I can really contribute is the best advice I have ever seen.

What do you care what other people think?
Richard Feynman

May 22 2013

13 year old You!

If you could talk to your 13 year old self, what would you say?

(I’m not sure this is me at 13 – but it’s around that time somewhere)


I’m not sure my 13-year-old self would listen to me. I was something of a dick back then – still am really. Still, on the off-chance that it would get through, I guess this is what I’d say.


Don’t be scared. This isn’t going to turn out like one of the science fiction stories you like so much where a vision from the future steals your life and causes the end of the world. This is a real me talking to a fictional you who doesn’t really exist, or maybe you do. Actually, you must exist otherwise I wouldn’t exist, but don’t worry about it – just go with the flow.

Now, as I’m sure you’re aware, there are definite problems with future events influencing the past, and I don’t want to get into the┬áposition where I stop myself from existing or something equally stupid, but hopefully I can at least reassure you about a few things.

Sorry about the haircut by the way – I’m not sure what that was about. But on to the important stuff.

You’re fine. I know this, because I’m fine. You’re not weird, or a loser, or any of the other things you get called or call yourself. You’re no more screwed up than anyone else – possibly less. You’re no better or worse than anyone else. Just get on with being you – it’ll turn out for the best.

You’re not going to get everything you dream about, but you’re going to get lots of things you never imagined. Life isn’t going to be as straightforward as you think, but it’s not going to be as hard as you fear. Things will go right, things will go wrong, but you’ll get through them all – I know because I did.

In the end, you’ll still be you. Older, wiser, bigger, still just as weird, still just as screwed up, but in all the right ways. You still need to think about what you want to do, but don’t worry about it too much – in the end, you make the right choices.

Apart from the choice to experiment by putting mint sauce in milk to make a lovely minty milkshake. That was definitely the wrong choice. But you’ll only throw up for a few minutes.

Thank you for being you – you allowed me to be me, and I rock.