Friday, 11 March 2016





     Dear 4-year-old me,     Here you are 11 years later, advising your younger self of things you will soon discover.  There’s not much so don’t get to excited.     Right now you’re probably dressed up as a princess, dancing to “I’m a Barbie girl,” I still don’t know how you never got sick of that song on repeat. Or maybe playing with your ‘Polly Pockets’ and ‘Bratz’.I know you enjoy wearing all the frills and the flares now, but trust me you will regret it when you look back at the pictures of those horrendous outfits. Oh, and the weird hairstyles, they need to stop as well.    But don’t let me, your older self, spoil your fun.    Enjoy every moment of your trips to Disneyland, because once you get older mum and dad won’t bring you no matter how much you plead but you’ll get to go to America and loads of other places. You'll also get to go on a hockey trip to Belgium wth your hockey club.    In a few years, you’re going to think everything in the shop “Claire’s” is amazing, but take it from me, you will regret all the money you spent there. As boring as it sounds, save your money to spend on better things when you’re older.    In 3rd class, you’re going to want to cut your hair really short… DON’T DO IT!  I’m just warning you now, you’re going to be getting a hell of a lot more cousins from now on in, and you won’t like them all.    You’re not going to stay friends with everyone as you get older but that’s okay.    You’ll learn how to play the guitar and the ukulele. You’ll try and be good at roller-skating but it won’t work out. Sorry J     Convince Mum and Dad to bring you skiing more often, because you’re going to go on a ski trip in 2nd year and you’ll love it.    Also, be nicer to your brother because he’s going to get his driver’s license, and you don’t want to give him any reason to not give you lifts places.    These are the things you will discover as you get older. That’s all for now as I don’t want to spoil too much.    Do more interesting things in your life so when you’re in English class writing a letter to your 4-year-old self so you have something to write about because I don’t have much to say to you.                        Love,  Me/you



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