I'm not 30 yet, but if I could tell my 30-year-old self something, it'd be this: live without regrets, love without borders, don't get bitter, don't get jaded, and for God's sake, don't get any older!
No matter what, even when the stock market crashes... do not, I repeat, do not sell your shares in Apple. You guys have any idea what the $5000 I had in Apple stock in 1998 would be worth today?.. yeah, I wish I could take back that hasty decision! Also, there will be a girl come into your life when you're 33, her name is Mary... when she asks you on a date to go to the Queensryche concert, just politely say you're busy that night. If not, you have no idea the downward spiral your life will take.
Don't go back into employment from self employment because times are hard - 13 years later i'm about to go back the otherway and i'd be a lot better off if i'd spent the last 13 years building my business than working for other people. Also if i could go back to my 25 year old self i'd tell them - buy that run down house for 30k , yeah its a lot of money and you feel like it could be a burden but there's about to be a property boom - ten years later the same house that I passed up was back on the market done up for 350k
I tell you what straightened my narrow ass up but quick, when I bought a house and had monthly mortgage payments. Funny thing about that, my life calmed down quite a bit as I dumped my "party friends", and started talking to my new neighbors about amazing things like... lawn fertilizer.
by MercyMe the lyrics to "Dear Younger Me" Dear younger me Where do I start If I could tell you everything that I have learned so far Then you could be One step ahead Of all the painful memories still running thru my head I wonder how much different things would be Dear younger me, dear younger me Dear younger me I cannot decide Do I give some speech about how to get the most out of your life Or do I go deep And try to change The choices that you’ll make cuz they’re choices that made me Even though I love this crazy life Sometimes I wish it was a smoother ride Dear younger me, dear younger me If I knew then what I know now Condemnation would’ve had no power My joy my pain would’ve never been my worth If I knew then what I know now Would’ve not been hard to figure out What I would’ve changed if I had heard Dear younger me It’s not your fault You were never meant to carry this beyond the cross Dear younger me You are holy You are righteous You are one of the redeemed Set apart a brand new heart You are free indeed Every mountain every valley Thru each heartache you will see Every moment brings you closer To who you were meant to be Dear younger me, dear younger me You are holy You are righteous You are one of the redeemed Set apart a brand new heart You are free indeed [x3]
there would be no talking. there would be only slapping, kicking, stomping, eye gouging and power-bombs to "persuade" my then self to stay the hell away from that cursed job, credit cards and take much more time to pursue life's passions then money.
I have asked this tricky question to people around me, friends, family, colleagues. I will post regularly what I received: "To be honest, I do not regret much about my past, but I would say"Juan, do not forget to enjoy every day, to keep your mind open, to travel and to… always look on the bright side of life". And of course:“Don’t be afraid of shit”" Juan, 45
If you go for that burger, you'll spend the rest of your life in Japan. (Met Mrs. A in a real "Sliding Doors" kind of way)
Getting real close to the big 3-0, I suppose I'd tell future me to keep fighting the good fight and not give up on 'our' dreams!
"I think I would say “take more risks” and “don’t lose too much time with details”. But overall, I would say go ahead. You are on the correct way." Mutlu, 37
"Put a little more effort into your work. Otherwise, a year from now, I'm going to have to put up with your bullshit. Our plan to get fired did not work!!!" (I put those three exclamation marks to annoy some people.)
Your no-maintenance abs warranty expires at the end of the year. Abs, start doing them now. Also, don't skip legs day no matter how much you hate it.
Though I somehow knew today was going to be a bad day, hurtling through space and time and meeting an annoying older self, wasn't quite what I had in mind. *** This book is so thick, perhaps I shouldn't have decided to try learning things like what colour of cat eye means what or what type of vehicle does and doesn't get affected by crosswinds at midnight. My pile of to be read fiction seemed to glare at me. Ziiiiiiph Screaming and clutching the driving book, I watched as colour stretched away from me and crisp lines slammed into my eyes. I should have gone to sleep, my brain is rebelling! Then it all stopped. I blinked, I was in a wood. And I was also over there, crossed legged, writing in a notebook and looking about thirty. The other me looked up at me and then at their watch. "You're later than I remember," I stood up and walked over to me, smiling. "You having fun with that?" I looked at the thick tome I had to my chest, I assume I meant that. "No. Tell me I have passed, though otherwise, I'll hit you with this," "Maybe. And all other questions will have the same answer." "But you asked me a question! Seems I've become my dad." I sighed. "I'll tell you a few things, I'm alive as you can see and-" other me raised their arm into the air, pulled hard at the air, clawing almost. "I can write much better than you can," I held those words out in front of me. "This is a stupid idea." "Well, I'll tell you something, I like my weird imagination, sometimes. Can you promise me that you'll keep being weird?" "Maybe." Ziiiiiiiph I still don't like myself, that much hasn't changed. Here's to being weird till thirty and beyond!
