A letter from May 07, 2023

Dear FutureMe, Whats up me? Hows it goin dude. I'm currently writting this as an 11th grader, and i'm here to remind you how sad and depressing your earlier school year is. There's a drama play coming up next month, and i get a part that participated in the play. I wanted to involve at the music division but some ******** ************ allready took it, i was like ***** please, my extraculicular is literally broadcasting and i've been electrocuted by the radio machine while doing my shift and i'm the most familiar with something music I should be the one that get the part. But im kinda relieved bc they have to worry abt the music stuff, enjoy that *****. My thought of this play is cringe, it's like i'll barf any second when the drama starts. My 11th grade class sucks, the dudes in there are like so weird and obsesive and i hate it. Actually i hate all of my classmate since 7th grade, so nothing much. Speaking of 7th grade, thats the grade that i started to just shut my mouth up and just sit doing nothing, i got like 1-2 close friends that i still talk to till this day this letter is written. It's actually not a good idea to just shut the hell out of your mouth and not saying anything, it actually just messed up with my voice idk why but it kinda ruined lol. 7th grade.. the grade when make a whole doodle book but its filled with my thoughts and not doodles, the inside of it is depressing. Like i literally have a schedule of what should i do the entire day of school for example, Lunch : When the bell rangs you have to quickly run into the canteen and buy the food that you want to buy so you can get to your class quickly and not get your sear taken, because when your seat is taken by someone else you'll have to go eat at the toilet. And i did eat at the toilet for a couple of times, when i think about it i sometimes want to cry but i laugh it out as a joke. Remember your doodle of depressed thoughts book? Well its in the very very bottom of your dresser, being compressed by some random stuff so no one would read it. Remember when you almost praissed satan? Well now your girl is slowly progressing on reading the Quran. Friends? You got no very very close friends, or even bestfriends curenntly. Remember that one girl from elementary school? STOLEN by your other friend (and somehow the girl who stole your best friend from elementary school is at the same school and class as you now lol). Middle school? Well your squad kinda broke down because that one girl moved into another part of the country, and the other two got into the same school and now they're closer than ever. How about you? Alone, confused, tired. I stressed when there's a group project, like ***** let me handle it myself. You ************* can even handle it, and when i'm trying to handle somethings at the group projects y'all ******* just said that i didn't do ****. **** y'all. I'm never going to a school reunion, well we'll see.. i hope 12thgrade will change my mind about that. Lately i have this thought of deleting and blocking people from my number and social media and just be completly gone. Will y'all even need me? I don't think so. On the great side, manifestasion is a very good thing that you do. You kept on saying I See It I Like It I Wan't It I Got It, and it literally ******* works everytime. I'm tired of writting this ****, i've got school tommorow. I hope you'll get happier. You'll make me and the other you.. me's? In the past happier by stopping your very very negative adiction that we've been doing since elementary... If you did stop it, thanks.. im proud of you. I guess thats it from me, bye love ya! Ps. I just know that you're freakin smokin rich