Monday, March 3, 2014

Hey Teenage Shauna, Hows it going?! - A Letter to My Teenage Self

I was out shopping with my marshmallow (aka my son Marshall), when I over heard a conversation between two teenage girls. It went something like this:

Teen Girl 1: "Can you believe Lana wore that shirt to school on Friday? Like who does she think she is, Miley Cyrus"

Teen Girl 2: "Yeah right, she wishes. I also heard she was all over Tom at Kira's party on Saturday"

Teen Girl 1: "She was. I was there, and it was pathetic. You could tell Tom was only making out with her cause he felt sorry for her"

As I listened to them talk more about Tom, Lana and how they both were going to need to down a "rock star energy drink, to make it through this day"  I started thinking to myself.  Was I  this stupid  as a teenager? I couldn't of been, could I? I hope not.  I probably was, actually.  My snotty profanity laced mouth alone was enough to get me in trouble. If only I could tell that naive teenager then what I know now. If I could, it would go something like this:

 Grade Nine, 1996

Dear Teenage Shauna,

First off, that amazing skin, and the ability to eat whatever the fuck you want. That won't last forever, hold on to that shit. For realzies.

Secondly, don't let other peoples words or actions sit so deep with you.  So Brittany called you fat, and Lindsay kissed your boyfriend.  Four years from now, none of that will even matter.

Thirdly, care about your education.   Nelson Mandela said it best: "Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world". I know you think its cooler to ditch class, and smoke joints on your lunch break. But trust me when I tell you, your going to want to pay attention to what your teachers are actually saying.  Your smart enough to get good grades, which will only open doors for you.

Lastly, don't be so hard on yourself. You , really are your worse critic. You are fabulous. And not to get all TV special, can do whatever you want. Don't let you get in the way of your dreams.

Love: 31 year old Shauna

P.S When you go to the beach, rock that bikini without a cover up. Before you know it you'll be 30, trying on a full piece swimsuit, because the "baby weight" is still hanging around. It won't be one of those fashionable one pieces either. 

PPS: You don't need that much foundation, and that much black eyeliner. Concentrate more on the moisturizer than the make-up.

I asked my husband what he would write to his teenage self. This is what he came up with: 

Dear teenage Matt:

Your awesome bro, keep at it.

From 31 year old Matt

Inspiring isn't it?

I just may keep these letters to give to teenage Marshall........minus the profanity. (see, I'm a good mom!)

Shauna Lynn

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