Keep your knickers on even if your grand plans flop like a souffl� in a thunderstorm. If some cheeky sod pulls off a victory where you’ve face-planted, try not to let the green-eyed monster show. No need to be a copycat, darling. What matters is that you find your own groove, not parroting someone else’s. Put on your fancy pants, embrace your uniqueness like a lovesick koala on eucalyptus, and you’ll find joy, even if it’s at the bottom of a gin bottle. Lucky charm for you: A rubber duck. Because when life gets tough, nothing says “I’ve still got it” like having a bath with a rubber duck. You may look like a nutter, but at least you’ll be a happy nutter.

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