Time Travelled — over 3 years

Best Wishes from September 1st, 2014

Sep 01, 2014 May 25, 2018

Peaceful right?

Dear Future Me, I hope you're still using this email, first of all. I came across this site using the Bored Button; the greatest gifts really do come at the most unexpected of times. Wow, you're finished with school (I want to cry right now it's not even funny)! You've come such a long way, I'm already proud of you. It feels like you were my age (14) just today! Oh wait, in a way, you are! Before I confuse myself with paradoxes, let me say one thing: you've finally done it. You've finally finished our necessary educational career, hopefully with a BANG, and you're on to our next step in life. Most important of all, I hope you've created a strong bond and relationship with God because you have nothing without the Lord. Never forget Jesus and ESPECIALLY Mary. I don't know how bad the world will be, or how crazy the industry becomes, but I know one thing: it's already really bad (and probably got worse, I mean what will become of Justin Bieber and all those hideously wild celebrities by now? They'll probably be in jail), but if you allow God into your heart, you will prevail. There's so much I want to say, my mind's a right jumble but I hope I can make sense. I'm writing this to you from freshman year and let me tell you, if you aren't in IB (All A's), Top 10%, Top 20 students, Habitat for Humanity (and other clubs), working at some decent job, scored REALLY high SAT/PSAT scores, and about to go to Princeton (or NYU) then God only knows what I'll do to you. I hope you are a leader of the school, or at least part of the team, and more confident than I am right now. Right now, I project a false confidence, when I'm a bit insecure. By the time you read this, I hope you project true confidence and I hope you've come out of the shell you've created and actually allow people to know the real you. Our friends will probably raise their eyebrows at this, thinking that we're so bubbly and funny and loud and upbeat; they don't really know us and I hope you can expose them to our serious, introverted, and philosophical side much more. And I hope they'll still love us just the same. Wow, I already feel so emotional. I hope people will remember you being kind (lol, that'll be hard but at least you tried right?), SMART, purposeful, and a leader. I keep saying 'I hope,' I know but, really, what else can I say? On to college! I think this is your last day of high school if I'm not mistaken. I know you're scared... I already am just thinking about this day. So much can happen within these four years and I pray it's the best. Omgosh, let it be the best. Oh, and before I forget, you BETTER be a good person. I'm just saying, I want to be able to take mass until the weekend before I'm shipped off to college (PRINCETON/NYU). I hope you're still really good friends with Saida and Nia and Sarah and Makeda. Ang Lucy,but I don't think she thinks very highly of us, maybe that'll change. I also hope you and Makeda are running this place cause I'd hate to see THS being run by people who are just popular rather than genuinely caring about Student Council and THS. Basically, when you see yourself in the mirror today, I hope you've become everything that you remember your fourteen-year-old heart ever desired. You probably are still introverted and, really, that's okay, great even. You probably don't have the same celebrity crushes by now (please don't cause I'm already getting over Hayes Grier so don't go into that territory again). But you probably still like the same genres of music like Indie Rock, Trap, Rap. And it's no question that you love Harry Potter. NO. QUESTION. There are rumors flying about on the topic of a re-release of the movies in 2017, or last year. Did they really come back, cause Sorcerer's Stone was said to be re-released on our BIRTHDAY. THAT WOULD SO MAKE MY YEAR. IT WOULD MAKE MY LIFE. Oh, did you enjoy that Spring Break trip to Orlando? Did you geek out unashamedly? CAUSE YOU BETTER HAVE WENT. I WILL PROBABLY TURN DOWN AN OPPORTUNITY TO GO JUST SO I CAN GO DURING SENIOR SPRING BREAK AND YOU BETTER HOPE TO GOD YOU WENT. HOPE. TO. GOD. Lastly, how's the family? Oh, please tell me our brother got married two years ago and already has a baby at least. Oh, and THE TWINS! They're sitting right next to me (For the sake of anonymity we're calling them by their order of birth, so Baby A is being more than a little annoying but it's whatever) and they're about to turn four! How old will they be by now...eight? No, seven, it's not even our birthday yet, let alone theirs. Mommy, Brother, Sister, Mama, Aunies, Uncle, everyone, are they all well? And about our once close friend... is she alright? We don't really talk anymore and she rarely comes by, I can only hope you two are still familiar with each other. At the rate we're going right now, we probably won't talk by 2015. Is she, like, on the right path and not hanging with the wrong crowd, cause it feels like she will? IDK, let me move on from this subject. Oh, I never want this letter to end but it shall just like all other good things. My heart is telling me to write so much more but I'm content with this (Oh, and you're probably a brilliant writer). It's okay if you're crying; I want to as well. If I knew on what day graduation was, I'd send a letter then too. I don't know if you'll even remember writing this, but now that I've said that our brain probably would ENGRAVE it into our memory. I Love You (can you say that to yourself?) and it is time for you to confidently flip the page to the next chapter of life. It is my time to depart now, back to being just a memory. Literally Yours Truly, like seriously how can I not be yours truly, Past You PS. Once you've gotten this, make one for our 21st birthday, love.

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