stilleto said:
first advice would be not to call anyone over 30 "oldies".
second, sex doesn't stop once you're married. not at all.
third, is something that is hard to comprehend when you're younger, and its the fact that there really is so much you don't understand about life. you think you do, but in 10 years you're going to look back and laugh at your younger self.
^^^^ Read that Again.
You don't believe this, but external appearances are the LAST thing to base a lifetime committed relationship on, because they change, end of story. No matter how well you eat, how much you work out (and when you have a house, and kids, and car payments and insurance payments and utility payments and the choice is getting to the gym or taking a second job, guess which you do?) you're physically going to mature and stuff changes. If you want to have children with the woman you love, her figure is going to change, that is a fact (she doesn't necessarily have to be heavy, but pregnancy changes your shape, that's all there is to it).
You do not make a committment to spend your life with someone because their BODY doesn't bore you, you commit to a person because their BRAIN doesn't bore you. Good sex is icing on the cake, it's the conversation that matters. Marry your best friend, a person that you wouldn't care if they woke up tomorrow and could read your mind, a person you respect, whose mind turns you on, and I promise you there will still be fire and passion 5, 10, 15 or 20 years down the road.
Money, be meticulous about saving and live within your means. Enjoy your job, whether you make a fortune at it or not, because you spend WAY too much time there to hate it, and realize that your job will never be a replacement for a happy family life.
Eat healthfully, take your vitamins, get regular exercise, stay away from all tobacco products, don't drink to excess, meditate or pray regularly, and decide that being happy is more important than being right. Do that all now, keep doing it, and you will be a happier, healthier individual overall.
This covers the rest:
Please note: the following speech has spread all over the Internet as "Kurt Vonnegut's commencement address at MIT". The truth is that Vonnegut had never delivered this address.
"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 proven 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 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 blindside 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 you want 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.
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 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 when 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 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 than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen."
That should do it