Advice, Like Youth, Probably Just Wasted On The Young.

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Begin. FiveAdvices.

Advice One :

When I was twelve a young teacher whom every girl in my class passionately hated for a reason that I, now, can’t seem to recall gave me an advice that I can’t forget. Be yourself, he said. Don’t try to be someone else. Just be yourself. Of course
afterward he confused my twelve year old self by saying a bunch of stuff that I didn’t quite get at the time; stuff that, over time and excessive re-analyzing, sounded very dangerously like a … love confession. But let’s ignore that love confession. This is about the advice. Because unlike the love confession, the advice has stuck with me all my life and it is one of the few advices that shaped me as a person. (But of course, I wasn’t a twelve year old Dakota Fanning. It took me years to acquire that frightening maturity and years before I could bring myself to take one infatuated teacher’s advice seriously. But seriously, does it really matter how I got here?)

 

Advice Two:

The year was 1997 and I was sixteen. It was a weird time to be a sixteen year old. School was overwhelming. The Spice Girls were blossoming. Weird MTV’s music videos popping out like pop corns. Spastic singers with weird hats and unrecognizable hair-do’s crowding the Billboard 100. Rambo reruns on TV. High school girls frantically rushing home from tarawih to catch a glimpse of Tarabas… Falling in and out of love with an English teacher… Like I said, weird. But it was during this weird period of my life when I stumbled upon the weirdest music video ever… Wear Sunscreen, it said. It was the most mind-blowing advice / set of advices EVER given.

 

Ladies and gentlemen of the class of ’97: Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been probed by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they’ve faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you can imagine.

Don’t worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blind side you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long and, in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters.Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don’t know.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it or of what other other people think of it. It’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they’ll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They’re your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And then you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders. Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you’ll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair or by the time you’re 40 it will look like 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it.

Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more that it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

Like I said. Mind-blowing.


Advice Three :

Keep Writing. That was the advice. It was in an email that I still keep to this day. I was 22 and I vowed to keep on writing. Regardless of my lack of skills.

Advice Four :

Keep Studying. Don’t give Up. An acquaintance said this to me last year when I was on the brink of letting everything go. I always think that God shows us how much he cares by giving us little encouragements when we need them badly and that day, when an almost stranger showed up at my door asked me how I was doing and told me not to give up on my studies… It felt as if God was giving me his little encouragement.

 

Advice Five :
Last year, in one of the loneliest days of my life, I met Tyler Durden. Yeah, the Tyler Durden. The first words he said to me was, This is your life… and it’s ending one minute at a time. This is your life. Fight or die.

And you open the door and you step inside
Where inside our hearts

Now imagine that your pain is a white ball of healing light
That’s right-your pain, the pain itself is a white ball of healing light

I don’t think so

This is your life Good to the last drop
It doesn’t get any better than this
This is your life and its ending one minute at a time

This isn’t a seminar This isn’t a weekend retreat
Where you are now You can’t even imagine what the bottom will be like
Only after disaster can we be resurrected
Its only after you’ve lost everything that you are free to do anything
Nothing is static Everything is evolving
Everything is falling apart

This is your life
This is your life
This is your life
This is your life
It doesn’t get any better than this
This is your life
This is your life
This is your life
This is your life
And its ending one minute at a time

You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake
You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else
We are all part of the same compost heap
We are the all singing, all dancing crap of the world

You are not your bank account
You are not the clothes you wear
You are not the contents of your wallet

You are not your bowel cancer
You are not your grand latte
You are not the car you drive
You are not your fucking khakis

You have to give up
You have to give up
You have to realise that someday you will die
Until you know that, you are useless.

I say never let me be complete
I say may I never be content
I say deliver me from Swedish furniture
I say deliver me from clever art
I say deliver me from clear skin and perfect teeth
I say you have to give up
I say evolve, and let the chips fall where they may.

This is your life
This is your life
This is your life
This is your life
Doesn’t get any better than this
This is your life
This is your life
This is your life
This is your life
And its ending one minute at a time

You have to give up
You have to give up
I want you to hit me as hard as you can(2)
Welcome to Fight Club
If this is your first night, you have to fight

It is so like me to fall into the deathly trap of such a depressing advice… But what can I say? It was Tyler Durden. The Tyler Durden. If he told me to jump, I would’ve jumped.

End of FiveAdvices.

It’s Bad. Bad. Bad.

I have a zit the size of Texas that resides on my nose… it is so big it could have its own zip code. I think it’s mutant. One day it is going to sprout hands and feet and toes and have a mind of its own. Maybe I should start thinking about baby names. Okay, if it turns out to be a boy I’ll call it Jude. If it’s a girl it’s going to be Eleanor.

Strawberry Fields Forever…

The first thought that entered my mind as I dazedly watched the ending credits of Across The Universe was “Well … that THATTTT! High School Musical!!” and I felt a rushed of sick joy as I said that, like I had somehow managed to erase a boxful of awful memories that came into mind every time someone mentioned the word High . School . Musical to me. Once I had been foolish enough to fall into that High School Musical deathly trap and I paid dearly for that act of foolishness…. *shudders*

Anyway back to the original topic… Across the universe is a musical directed by Julie Taymor and written by Dick clement and Ian La Frenais. The script is based on an original story credited to Taymor, Clement and La Frenais that incorporates 34 compositions written by members of The Beatles. If you like the Beatles and if you like a good musical that doesn’t give you that every-two-second-gag-reflex this film is definitely a good film to start your year with. Just go and watch the trailer, I promise you that you will be hooked!

The actors gave brilliant performances and they could sing very very well especially that Jim Sturgess guy. ( We’ll be seeing more of him this year in the upcoming movie 21 where he’ll be starring along side Kevin Spacey, Kate Bosworth and Laurence Fishburne. Masi Oka was rumored to have part in this movie but recently his name has been taken off the credits – bummer, I am so looking forward to see him in the MIT blackjack team ).

There are cameo appearances by Bono as Dr. Robert (a counter-culture shaman), Eddie Izzard as Mr. Kite (a circus ringmaster), Joe Cocker as three street characters and Salma Hayek who appears (through digital special effects) as five nurses.

Since it is a musical you could probably guess that the soundtrack is amazing. I just ran out of space to host more files but I you guys can download the soundtrack here. I was hoping that I could hear Elanor Rigby somewhere in the film but the song probably didn’t make the cut or it was never in it in the first place. Too bad because that’s one of my all time favourite (and yeah, that has everything to do with Douglas Coupland).

But really, you don’t have to take my word for it. When I was watching the movie three people walked out right in the middle of the movie and the rest probably stayed because they had no choice. I felt sorry for them. From the poster they probably thought it’s some heart warming love story.. and I can imagine their horror as they sit through the first few weird moments of the movie .. the guys probably thought “What no digitally rendered boobs and light sabers?” and the girls “Wait, no frolicking on beaches and Celine Dion songs?” …. yeah, with this place being the part of the world where films like Nana Tanjung and Cintaku Forever get box office .. I could expect that much. So please, if you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into … don’t even trust a word I said here. Haha. Unless you’re Jimi… because Jimi, I know this is your kind of movie!

Okay… I’ve said enough! I believe the someone in the NY Times could say it even better than me.

Across The Universe
Words are flowing out like
endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
are drifting through my open mind
Possessing and caressing me

Jai guru deva om
Nothing’s gonna change my world
Nothing’s gonna change my world

Images of broken light which
dance before me like a million eyes
That call me on and on across the universe
Thoughts meander like a
restless wind inside a letter box
they tumble blindly as they make their way
across the universe

Nothing’s gonna change my world
Nothing’s gonna change my world
Nothing’s gonna change my world
Nothing’s gonna change my world
Nothing’s gonna change my world
Nothing’s gonna change my world
Nothing’s gonna change my world
Nothing’s gonna change my world

Jai guru deva (om)
Jai guru deva (om)
Jai guru deva (om)

Best Scenes….

Music Video Across The Universe

Strawberry Fields Forever

Dear prudence

Hey Jude

All you need Love

If I Fell (Evan Rachel Wood)