FutureMe

Dear FutureMe, So it's June of 2009. I know I'm not sending this very far into the future, but hopefully much will change in the few months separating now and what will be now. I want you to know how unhappy I am. I do nothing with my life, I have no goals, no passions, nothing to live for. I only care about one person and she doesn't care about me. I have all of this potential, all of this greatness inside of me. I know I can make something of myself, but I just don't care to try. I don't know why I'm like this (well I have a few ideas) but dear God, I hope you aren't too. I need for you to know, on today of all days, that if you're still like this, it's time to do something. Anything. Learn to care, please. See a therapist or something if you have to because you don't deserve to live how I'm living. If you're doing something, and it's not working, do something else. That's common sense. So do something else. Please. For me, for your past self. But on a lighter note, maybe you're okay. Maybe I'll improve in the future months. I don't know how the whole girl situation will work out, but you're the master and I know you'll figure out something if you haven't already. And remember dude, as much as you care about other people (specifically her) sometimes you have to worry about yourself first. Learn from the airplane companies: you can't fix her oxygen mask if you've already passed out. So even if it hurts a little bit, even if it's sad, sometimes you need to put yourself first, become happy, then maybe you can be her friend again. Or maybe it's some kind of fantasy world there in the future and you've actually gotten her as your own. You and I both know that isn't true, but let's just dream about it for a moment........ All right back to reality. You just need someone to love you dude, so if she won't, find someone else. Preferably someone not ugly, and who will bone. Just sayin. And on even another note, I hope you're balling out of control in school because there's no way in hell I'm making it into the Stanford summer program thing. Yeah I know, I should have sent in the damn paper already. I don't know if I will or not. Maybe I will and I'll get in and you remember it as a fun time. Regardless, ball out and show everyone you're even smarter than they think you are. Blow them away, like I know you can. Good luck in the future bud. I'm counting on you. Love, Self P.S. <- This is what part of the alphabet would look like if Q and R were eliminated. (Thanks Mitch Hedberg)