Train constantly.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, this would be it. The benefits of rigorous, regular training are known to all, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Most of you will not survive long enough to enjoy your middle or old age.

Don’t worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to awaken the Sharingan by watching the sunset. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you some quiet evening as you blithely skip home after school.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Train religiously.

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts (unless they stand in the way of your goal). Vow revenge on those who are reckless with yours.

Train persistently.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy. Most of the time you are ahead, once in a rare while, the dead last manages to surprise you. The race is long and, in the end, all that matters is that you gain enough power to reach your goal.

Remember the compliments you receive. Don’t forget the insults. They are what keep you going ahead.

Hang on to the old family crest. Throw away your fan mail. Cut loose those pesky bonds.

Train diligently.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. Not everyone is an Avenger with a clan to avenge and resurrect.

Take good care of your eyes. You’ll miss them when they’re snatched from you.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you’ll not. Maybe you’ll have children (you’d better, if you want to revive your dead clan), maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll be dragged to the nearest ramen shop to celebrate your 75^th anniversary. Whatever you do, remember your choices are your own.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can, if you must. But once you are through with it, don’t run after other people’s bodies.

Train, even if you have nowhere to do it but your family compound and no one to do it with but yourself.

Read your clan scrolls and your clan history. Your very life could depend on it.

Do not read beauty magazines. If you have time to read them, you have time to train.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they’ll be gone for good. Be wary of your siblings. They are the people most likely to muck up your life in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but a precious few you should allow to hold on. Let them work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who were willing to follow you to the ends of the earth, weren’t afraid to tie you up to make you listen to reason, and never ever gave up on you even after you’d punched a hole through their chests.

Live in Konohagakure once. But leave before it makes you soft. Live in Otogakure once, but leave before it makes you hard. Travel, preferably in a group.

Accept certain inalienable truths. Those you trust will betray you. Your rivals will grow powerful. You too will grow old. And when you do, you’ll fantasize that when you were younger, people were more dependable, rivals less powerful and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders. Unless they happen to be after your body, in which case, forget respect and try chidori.

Don’t let anyone else support you. Maybe you have powerful friends, maybe you have an inheritance. But you may have to leave it all behind one day in order to succeed in your mission.

Don’t mess too much with your hair. If you have time for your hair, you have time to train.

Be careful whose advice you take, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, and dispensing it is a way adopted by people who have no idea what they’re talking about, to stop you from pursuing your goal.

But trust me on training.