A letter from December 15th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, It is December the 15th, currently 3:46am and you have a research proposal due at 9am. You are not evennn close to being done, and yet, you are literally just sitting here at your desk, with you laptop wide open in front of you waiting for your *** to get going. But rather i am listening to, John Lennon’s, Happy Xmas on loop. It’s ok tho cause it is my fav. I found this cool thang on my news subscription and I like it (no worries doe I’m gonna delete in the new year tho cause it’s mighty expensive). I don’t really know what’s up with me these days. I can’t tell If it’s laziness, or cause don’t know what to do about school; and not to be dramatic, but if it’s cause my *** is depressed. Imma be honest you’re just lazy, but idk I do be sitting here these days feeling pretty sad. Or, you know what? Maybe it’s Karma, maybe it’s cause your *** is lying to everyone about how things are going especially when it come to school; for example, telling momma and laur that you are almost done this thing, liar! And u hate it but you still do it. Beg it’s karma. (It’s embarrassing :/ that’s why I do it) Either way I need to stop complaining, or ********? Your *** and the people you love are alive after this crazy year, so stop moping. With that being said, I gotta go future me. I hope **** in the future, as you are reading this rn after idk how ever long I set this delivery date on, that **** is going good for you. And remember to be happy not matter what, future me. p.s. if you are having a hard time in life, I’m sorry it’s prob my fault cause of **** I’m doing rn instead of my academic final assignment. yikesss:) Love u Saba (ik ik narcissistic but I really do hahaha). Also, I swear last thing! I hope your *** has been on the Amazing race by now!!!!