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Advice I’d Give My 18 Year-Old Self If I Could

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Imagine if you had a golden opportunity to talk to your eighteen year-old self.

Really picture this younger you. Think back to who you were in high school — what you wore, who you were friends with, who you thought you were, what place you felt you had in the world. The more details you can summon, the better. You are sitting across from this young person at a diner, and they’re all ears. For twenty minutes.

What would you say? What advice would you give? And knowing how this person thinks, how would you say it?

If I only had time to drill him with a few important points, here’s what I’d try to get across to my younger self:

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Random Stranger’s Love

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Today is the tomorrow you were worried about yesterday.

Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there, to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson, or help you figure out who you are and/or who you want to become. You never know who these people may be (possibly your college roommate, neighbour, professor, long lost friend, lover, or even a complete stranger), but when you first meet them, you know at the very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way and sometime things will happen to you that may seem horrible, painful, and unfair at first, but in reflection you find that without overcoming these obstacles that you would have never realized your true potential, strength, will power, or heart.

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A Watchmaker’s Son, Three Weddings and The Case Like No Other

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You know what I am not even going to try to explain myself. Usual story: work kept me busy.

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A Watchmaker’s son

Less than 5 years ago, I was trying to save every single dollar I can. I brought a whole new meaning to the word “savings”. Maybe, “miserly, penny-pinching, stingy” are better words to describe my actions.

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Blissful Love

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Happiness always sneaks in a door you did not think was open

Life is strange. I love the roller coaster ride I have had so far. It’s a great story. With hindsight, the bad memories seem to perfectly compliment the good ones. Better yet, the good ones may actually taste sweeter. Maybe, that’s what keeps me going through the bad experiences in my life, the happiness that I know is round the corner, inevitable and always worth the rough ride.

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A Thin Line Between Love and Friendship

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I wanted to kiss her, but of course I didn’t. I wondered why I resisted, when in the past I had always followed my impulses with not much thought of consequences. Maybe because it didn’t feel like a game with her… the way it had with so many others before. Maybe because I had more to lose. Blurring the line between friendship & attraction was a surefire way to lose a friend.

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I must admit, I saw it coming. I had that uneasy feeling and a few of my close male friends have warned me about this inevitability. “You know guys and girls can’t be friends right? especially close friends.”  Maybe.

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First Trial, Peaceful 31st Night and Turning 26

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Any attempt to blog frequently has become harder and harder for me. As comforting and relaxing as it can be for me to blog during my leisure time, the lack of free time has forced me to spend the little I have managed to squeeze out to catch up on sleep.

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