A letter from Aug 9th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, WoAh okay. you’re 17. You probably don’t want a pep talk with a 12 year old, but too bad. School’s about to start, huh? Going to 11th grade. Yeah, I can tell the future. But if you’re nervous, just don’t be, because school isn’t that bad. You meet new friends, teachers, and…knowledge! If that isn’t convincing you, think of your solitude life back in COVID. ( do not judge me if I am using the word solitude wrong. I just learned it. ) You had to stare at a screen for like 5 hours, and the only friend with you was the leave button. No elbow partner. ENOUGH ABOUT SCHOOL So! How ya doing? Here’s some notes/questions I have for you teenager: - Remember your old anti-social bunny named Mochi? If she’s still alive, tell her I said hi. - Are you still BFFs with Olivia? Or did you break up? I’m curious. - omg. *whispers* do you have a boyfriend…???!! how did it go with mommy if you do? - Is your butt scar still on your…butt? You know, when unni aka your sister but age 6, dropped you on a Little Critters house? ouch. I still flinch of that memory. - which college are you wanting to go to? I kind of want to go to UC Irvine or UCLA or MIT… I’m not sure. You know I’m just a kid. - Also, did you open your TOP SECRET YELLOW CASE FOLDER LOOKING THING HEHEHEHEH U BETTER. Okay I think I’ve said all I wanted to say. Erin out, Aug 9, 2021 12 year old 5:11 PM Hungry for dinner