A letter from October 1st, 2016

Dear FutureMe, Hey, FutureMe! Remember me? You're probably smiling at your screen right now like a dumbass while you're reading this. And you're probably in the office too, I mean it is a Wednesday afterall. Let me just say "Congratulations! So you've finally passed your board exam! I knew you'd make it! I'm really really proud of you! Of us! Did you make it to the list? OH, YOU DID?! FUCK YOU, THAT IS AMAZEBALLS, MAN! Two professional licenses in half a year, you are a beast! You are now officially an architect/ master plumber. You probably may not remember this, but you wrote this letter back in Oct. 1, exactly 113 days before the exam (assuming jan. 23 was the set date). You made this right after one of your Saturday review classes, the day a girl smiled at you on her way to her seat, do you still remember that? Do you remember her? You know, that one hot girl in class you were kinda into. You still didn't get to talk to that girl, despite the numerous opportunities arising, but I got a feeling that after all that pent-up regret, you already grew some balls and asked her for her name at some point at least, or added her on Facebook or something like that. Hopefully more. So how are things at your end? Is everything good? How much money do you have? Is that a weird thing to ask? Hopefully more than what I have in my bank account right now *cough* 10000php *cough*. How's work? Got more projects? Is that project with a second skin fucking done yet? Do you still work at the same office? Do you have a driver's license now? How's Tatiana? Do you have a girlfriend? You better. God damn, I sincerely do hope you already have a girlfriend by now, or at least seeing someone, because I'd really be disappointed in you if you didn't. Anyway, you got this neat idea from watching Ed Cooke's beautiful TedTalks regarding the art of memory on YouTube. And they really got you inspired to learn. It rekindled your passion for learning. Aaand that's it. I hope this doesn't end up in my spam box. I'll probably send you more mail in the future, or the present? Shit. Anyway, I'm looking forward to my supposedly professional self's reply in four months. Don't be a stranger. Ciao! -DeCa