A letter from May 19th, 2021

Dear James, I hope this email finds you well. Long time no see, oh yeah, I'm young 15 year old you. I hope you are happy right now, but you are probably really stressed about College finals. Speaking of college, I hope you are in the College that you belong. You are going to be at UCSC soon, right? Or are you going to UC Davis. Whatever you choose, stick to Design/Engineering/ your talents. You are probably driving at your age, what is that like? Is it fun? Do you have a girlfriend now? What is she like? Is she nice? Make sure you treat her well if you love her. But, most likely, you probably don't have a girlfriend, and that's okay too. However, the second most important thing behind school is tennis. Please join the Cabrillo team if you haven't already, and always remember that the fuzzy yellow ball is your best friend. As for mom and dad, how are they doing? Mom's probably a wrinkly old hag by now, right? Dad's probably still working, and Pam and Dan are probably still nagging. I hope Grandma Celina is still alive, though probably not. I hope you spoke at her Eulogy. Also, I really want you to contact Caryn if you haven't already. Maybe plan a surprise visit with academy. Overall, I hope you are well. I hope you are still a good writer, and I hope you've gotten better with math. I hope you know how to take tests now, and I hope school is treating you well. Just remember. Stay on the path, no matter how hard it gets. There will be times when you'll want to cry, to quit, and to suffocate yourself under a pillow. But you have to preserver. Your end goal is an Industrial designer, or something like that. Stuff like that, haha. Love, your past self