Dear Little Me

You are a weird one. Not that everyone isn't weird, also. You're weird because you finally accept the term one day and decided to maneuver accordingly. Heck, taking the time to write this post is proof. And well, here are some pointers on living this way.

Go Back and Study That Again. When You're Done, Go Study It Once More. You won't be partying enough that studying will get in the way. Your social life won't be that grand that you can't stand to be a little smarter. Plus, it might cause you to save some energy, money & time on things you will know won't enhance you.

Dial It Back Some, because he, that, them, those and any other nouns & pronouns are Not the End All to Be All. This won't block heartbreak, but it will cushion the blows. Trust me, you'll live. Actually, the pains could be worse. It will All be replaced for something or someone better. It All will have a Silver lining. And it All, trust me it All is in God's hands. Oh, and none of it will hurt so bad that you will ever consider jumping out of His hands.

Cry it All out and Don't Cry about Anymore. If you don't know you are a crybaby... Let the tears fall and wash it all away. When it's all gone, don't jump back in and splash your face with the same hurt & issues. Let it all go, when it is gone.

One more Cup of Water & a little more Exercise won't kill you. Our body will thank you very much.

That's all I have. Older me is not stopping me from typing this, so maybe I am advising you correctly. Plus if she needs to add anything, I have a feeling she'll tell us. *wink*

As Always Talking to You In Adult Terms!