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Dear future me,
Today is Tuesday, June 14, 2022, and I am currently in 8th grade. I have regents tomorrow which I am really nervous about! I just hope that I don't fail which is pretty hard to do considering that with the Regents scale a raw score of 45 would be passing the Regents score. I am mostly worried about my FLAC exam. Yesterday we took a mock FLAC Exam, I and a bunch of other kids got the same answers, we were all confident but when my teacher announced the answers they were all wrong, ALL OF THEM WERE WRONG!! I couldn't believe it. I was so annoyed and a lot of other kids were too. These days I'm always annoyed especially because I'm off my meds and mom wants us to go to private school. I hope future me has it figured out.
Dear Deeana,
This paragraph is my own autobiographical characterization of myself with examples. Right now I would say that I don't really care about much but I also struggle with being nervous over nothing. I am probably a really headstrong and stubborn person, I am someone with no patience but at the same time I cry often and obsess over little things, constantly. I really despise when people try to act differently to please someone. I hate it when they put on cuter or more childlike voices or when people try to act tougher than they are. I find it cheesy. My friends and I aren't really close, this is mostly because of three different people, who are super annoying and like to pick on me. I liked to draw but I'm not so sure anymore. I am at least better at digital art. I struggle with social stuff and I am terrible when it comes to understanding when I've taken a joke too far or when it's not funny anymore. I hate that about myself. Often my stresses consume my thoughts at night, like "Why did I say that?" or "Why didn't I study? I'm definitely going to fail!". This last quote will probably happen tonight but I make a habit of trying not to care.
This paragraph is to focus on what expectations I have for myself in the future.
I don't think that I am smart enough to go to a good school but I hope that my laziness and habit of procrastinating stop. I hope that I will be a lawyer but mom wants us to be a Doctor. I hope that being a public (Or even a private) defender makes enough money for my family to be happy for me (If I become one). I assume that mom will never marry another person, and I don't want her to but just in case she does, I would support her and I would never tell her what I want. I hope that we can see Roshni and Pratham soon. My goal is to be financially stable (and maybe independent) and to be able to support my family. I hope that my friends in the future actually like me and I won't have to be stuck as the third person in a friendship. I hope I get a girlfriend who won't dislike all the scarring I have. I am considerably nervous about things in my near future (Like tomorrow). Though I believe it will all work out in the end, It won't really matter in 5 years, will it? Mrs. Panciocco wants me to be figurative and deep, to not to focus on the literal but I am really bad at literary devices!
Frost said, “I took the one less traveled by,/And that has made all the difference.” but I probably did what everyone else did, Didn't we? I would be surprised if we took the unconventional route. I just hope that I can adapt. I am probably not "On the right track" I really need to study and do my homework more. So please, If you haven't changed before reading this letter, please try now!
From me to you, here is some advice! Like we always told ourselves "If you can't do something about it, don't worry, and if you can, don't worry" that and "Will it really matter in five years?" anyways, take these words of wisdom and don't stay with mom, Love her to ***** but you know that she's overbearing!
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed my writing at the top and the other paragraphs (That were prompts from Mrs. Panciocco)
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Sincerely, The you that wants to be a lawyer!
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