A letter from June 6th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, Hey! How are you? I hope you have found a boy that actually treats you well. Try, for me. Please. (Omg what if our soulmate is the neighbor boy two years younger!! (Doubt it... unless...)) I also hope you love yourself more than I do now. I also hope you have a good sense of humor because that's one of our most redeeming qualities LMFAO. Please god if you lose it just get it back. 2020 is the worst year ever HAHA. It started with wildfires in Australia, WW3 possibilities, basketball star Kobe Bryant's *****, the ****** hornets, UFOs and parallel universes, and then it was COVID-19 and the Black Lives Matter protests. In NY restrictions were really tight but I was doing a lot of schoolwork so it was fine. Then, once school ended, I started hanging out with my friends a lot so it was okay. The BLM movement has now been my focus ever since the protests started a week ago. Mom won't let me go to any in the city, and she keeps rejecting my statement that all cops are bad. She does not like me generalizing, but does not understand that these people chose to participate in this institutionally racist system. I plan on going to a protest in Port. With this whole BLM stuff, I've opened my eyes about America, and realized how CORRUPT OUR COUNTRY ISSS WTF. Trump is president and I hate him more than anything in the world he is a rapist and a racist and both sets of grandparents are blind to that. Wanna hear the most 2020 thing ever? (Probably?) I got the idea to do this from a tik tok. A little bit about me now: I just finished my freshman year of college (Half was online). Mom and dad are separated which sucks but mostly because of the forced family dinners that we've been having during the quarantine. I am doing a pen pal sort of thing with Cameron (your sophomore year roommate). Also, I am thinking of majoring in psychology with a minor in marketing. Mom and dad think I will be a good environmental lawyer, so maybe I'll go to law school but that seems hard. Don't put pressure on yourself, even though I know you are (because I'm LITERALLY you). I've been consistently hooking up with a boy from college (not gonna name names but you know who). I have come to terms with the fact that he IS toxic (and republican, ew). I just hope that I have enough self worth to not get back with him in the fall, and that I can be secure enough to be single, or not with anybody, for a little bit. I also hope I meet the love of my life. Dk if that's gonna happen but I'm rooting for us. Things that I genuinely like to do right now? Hang out with the 5 high school ******* that I love. I've been getting into painting which is very uncharacteristic of me but that's just cause I'm bad at it. I like driving to Lighthouse Road in Port with the music blasting with them. I also like making my Magnolia banana pudding with Nilla Wafers. I like to listen to Twenty One Pilots (embarrassing I know), and Kendrick Lamar (I'm trying here). Hmmm should I do some predictions for the future? (Obviously). Maybe I'll just do things that I hope. I hope that the environment is cleaner and that we have finally done some capitalistic reforms so we have switched to clean energy. I also hope that the prison systems have been reformed so that companies are not profiting when there are more prisoners. It would be so weird if people actually got to live on a different planet. I hope you've stayed close with your college friends (especially the rowing ones), but more importantly, Joe, Vicki, Gabi, Pam, and Hannah. Those people are endgame and you know it. They will be at our wedding and if you don't invite them you suck. Don't suck. I hope you're happy. (That sounded like a threat but it was sincere) Love u <3 Oh PS. Happy birthday UR OLD NOWWW 25 EWWWW OLD *** ***** IM 19 (But I'm not gonna rub it in)!!!! Please actually celebrate because I know you pretend to hate your birthday but you actually love the attention so just suck it up. Kk love you bye <3