Dear FutureMe,

Dear FutureMe, This is you from a long time ago, in 2010, more specifically. August 26th, more specifically. 1:20am, even more so. I bet that seems late now. But, it isn't. Not to me [old me] anyway. 3am is the regular summer bedtime, but I bet you have revised your late ways by then. I hope for your (my) sake anyways. Currently at Sean's house, chillin. Playing some Halo 3, and Stumbling. I wonder how well you will remember this. If you do somehow get this, remember, when life gets you down, there was once a man who sat on his own balls and had to go to the hospital. That always cheers me up. :3 Talk to you never. PS, wish I could have came up with something more personal, but I don't really know you. Happy 21st birthday by the way. Party on! ~16 year old Garret