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So imagine that you could borrow Saxon Rider's time machine. 🙂
Knowing what you know now,what would be the [b]one[/b] thing that you would tell your younger self?
Get a job you love.
Do more drugs.
Stay with Dawn a bit longer as the sex was so worth her mental tantrums. 🙂
The girl you get the bus with fancies you as much as you fancy her.
Follow your heart, not your head. In all things.
Do less drugs!
Edit: Don't **** up the L thing 😳 😀 😀
perchypanther - MemberGet a job you love.
This.
Erm, and talk to girls more.
Have kids earlier but not with her
...except diving from the 10m platform.Follow your heart, not your head. In all things.
Seek professional help now, not in 5 years time.
Beat and kick my young self black and blue
I would tell myself that on one particularly hedonistic night in Aug 1990, I really must remember to lock my bedroom door.
Don't be such a snot-nosed little plonker.
Don't drift into a career/job by default.
Stay with [s]Dawn[/s] Emma a bit longer as the sex was so worth her mental tantrums.
Dont be a dick go and shag Dennise
student sponsorship - just take the money & then run for the hills, not the other way round you ****wit!
Don't skip seeing The Calsh, regret it to this day. More flying with ATC inc University Air Squadron. Do more body conditioning, would have avoided breaking my ACL. Read more, not difficult as I read very little.
I would travel back in time to visit the parents of the guy who wrote the script to the adverts on this very webpage, who has inadvertently made me type and retype what I'd do four times because the adware keeps breaking my browser and I'd say "Mr and Mrs Bastard; your child is going to one day do something awful. Make sure they avoid having any future career in IT".
Actually, back in the day I was quite the gentleman (actually, I was effin' clueless). I had a steady stream of eligible ladies in and out the door who I treated as my mates - some of whom are mates to this very day. Now one or two made very, very blatant passes at me and I was too dense to realise.
Only last week I realised that Susan McLaren (name changed) had something in mind when she invited me back to her place after an evening out with friends. I eventually ended up on another lasses' sofa and everyone duly assumed - including the lovely Susan - that something had happened, when it hadn't.
A year later, a very lovely Melanie Jones - whom I hadn't seen in four years - walked up to me in the middle of a nightclub, pressed her phonenumber into my hand, kissed me on the cheek and asked me to call her as she was home from uni and wanted to "get together".
Give me a TARDIS, I'd go back twenty years and kick myself up the arse.
Learn to play a musical instrument.
The women are interested you mug, especially that Lisa you worked with at Yates' she didn't keep rubbing your leg for a laugh. Oh and ditch Leoni when you finish Uni.
Sarah. Wow. She was incredible.
and join the Navy. All the good bits about being in the military but bugger all chance of actually getting shot.
look up the person i would like to have met 20 years ago
Get a job you love.
Erm, and talk to less girls. 😆
I'd tell my younger self to nag my sister and mother for the next 30 years to stay out of the sun 🙁
Somewhere in the world theres a bloke called Saxonrider, he has a time machine if you steal it you can make a fortune. That and get a hair cut.
My teenage years were great though, as above, a bit more shagging wouldn't have been difficult to achieve
There's 2 people I really should've been nicer to and 1 who I should've told to **** off long before I got round to it
lol what a great thread with a commonly recurring theme. I know exactly what I'd tell myself but I'm not recording it in perpetuity on an internet forum 🙂
[s]Stay with[/s] Divorce Dawn a bit [s]longer[/s] sooner as the sex was [s]so[/s] definitely not worth her mental tantrums
Leave school at 16 and don't bother with uni.
Nothing. If ever you've watched Run Lola Run you'll know why. I survived, so did most around me, I'm happy where I am.
If I'd joined the navy I'd have been in the Falklands rather than Brittany when the ships were attacked.
When a little company called Microsoft starts up, save up all your cash and offer to invest in them 🙂
Buy apple shares.
Beware the girl with the broken wing...
[quote=5thElefant ]Buy apple shares.
Don't forget to tell yourself to hold them when it all initially goes to rat.
Don't go to uni.
Go see the docs NOW
Rachel
The typical "girls" advice as per everyone else here, both generally and specifically.
Don't spend money on media, it'll never be worth anything. Especially VHS.
Move house right now or you'll be stuck in a worthless property for the next 20 years.
There seem to be two distinct themes in the "girls" advice. The "dodged bullets" and the "I was mad not to". With hindsight I was quite good at dodging bullets and who knows what merry dance the "mad not tos" would have led me on. I reckon my teenage self had pretty good taste and discernment, perhaps more than the dirty old man self.
Another 'don't go to uni' here.
edit- that said, all of the formative experiences leading up to the point I met my other half/significant other/partner (we're not married and boyfriend seems a little superficial!) led to me meeting him so it'd be daft to change things [i]too[/i] much.
Stop thinking and just do it!
And, buy a bike, you live in Halifax you arsehole.....
To balance it,
Go to uni, but TRY.
Don't be afraid to try things, failing doesn't matter.
Don't start the booze and dope until After you've done whatever was on the to-do list for the day.
Don't worry, it is big enough and you do know how to use it 😳
Lighten up and enjoy the freedom instead of being old before my time.
2016, sell everything you have, loan to the hilt, and put it all on Leicester.
More petrol
Concentrate more at Uni and drink less.
Spend more time riding bikes, you'll miss cold rainy Wednesday afternoons in the Peak one day.
Spend more money, your 30yr old self will hate you for it, but he's just going to spend it on solicitors when buying a house.
Do a gap year after uni, once you start work it becomes "well I could afford to go now, but it'll 'cost' a years wages".
The "just go with it" voice in your head has a lot more fun than the "you're both drunk and will regret this in the morning voice", go with the first one.