A letter from February 10th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, HEY RAT! **** you’re old old now- Anyways I thought I remind you of le past so ENJOY!! Right now you’re in eighth grade, yes awesome indeed. The coronavirus is (not) great, but at least you can go to school. Speaking of school, YOU LIKE THIS GIRL IN YOUR CLASS. Her name is Hannah, and she’s sooo pretty with her brown hair in a ponytail and her adorable glasses. *cough simp cough* Anyways, do you still talk to her?? Are you dating her??????? I wanna date her but we just talk occasionally. REMEMBER WHEN YOU DECIDED TO TELL HANNAH THAT YOU LIKED HER WITH THAT NOTE YOU PLACED ON HER CHAIR??? Ya cringe at that for a bit. I mean at least she didn’t ignore us forever, but still. If you’re dating her then show her this note you wrote 5 years ago. And expose your simp self ;) Ok, so correct me if I’m wrong, but you’re in college now?? ****. IM OLD/YOU’RE OLD! Where did you end up going? Did you go to Harvard or Toronto or one of the universities that were your goals? Also what are you studying, right now I wanna be a lawyer but who knows. Are you a disgrace to your parents? Do they know? Did you go to a good college or no? I mean I wouldn’t be surprised but still- I’m kidding. Are you ok? Will you ever be ok? I’m not ok right now but I’m trying. Are you still here? Don’t be so hard on yourself. I know you’ll think this is dumb but seriously, you’re more important than those marks. You deserve happiness and all that. Please don’t be sad. Let’s leave that topic. Anyways listen to some of your old playlist, ya know, the ones you made each year. Also listen to your simp playlist (once a simp, always a simp) I love you. Talk to you next time :)