A letter from May 25th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, I hope you're reading this from the top deck of a yacht in pursuit of rich husband number 1....and possibly eyeing up rich husband number 2. In all seriousness though, I do hope life is going well. Hopefully the boarding school adventure wasn't as jarring as it currently seems to me now as I'm writing this, and that you coped emotionally without the constant support of Bella, Ellie and Cameron. Hope you're still friends with those mongs...Cameron can be excused if not though he is a bit of a melt . Right now I imagine you either at university or doing a legal apprenticeship, although if that changes I'm not surprised because I know that I can't stick to one life plan. As long as you're happy and still getting legless of a weekend on cheap vodka that you didn't even buy I'm proud of you. If studies haven't gone as I plan though, that's fine, because hopefully by this point you've realised that academic validation isn't all that you're worth. You've got a cracking set of **** going for you babe. I don't know what else to say if I'm being honest, but I do have one request... when you read this please commemorate my memory by watching Angus Thongs and Perfect snogging in your pyjamas and eating a bowl of weetos, and then listen to the Beatles/George Harrison. Okay **** that's all for now. I love ya, Your 16 year old self xx