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Dear FutureMe,
You're turning twenty-nine in five months. God, seven months just breezed by. Your birthday wasn't that memorable anyway. You didn't get anything for your birthday because after the holidays, no one has money. You just baked yourself a chocolate cake that didn't really look that good. It tasted okay though. But it's depressing. You baked your own birthday cake. How sad is that????
This has got to be the worst year of your life. As nothing significant and importatn happened. Last year, you were in Europe on a three-week vacation. It was so wonderful. Now, you're down in the dumps because complications have arisen regarding your papers. You so desperately want to start working overseas but you can't do anything about it.
Your friend keep telling you to be patient. They keep mentioning, " In God's Time. " You don't even know what that means. I mean, you do, but you don't believe it. Is there a right time for everything??? You hope it's true.
Anyway, you're single and not dating. Are you dating yet??? Or better yet, are you married? Are you still alive???? I hope you don't die yet. I'd hate that. That would be depressing. Take care now. And please do exercise everyday. I've been exercising regularly. So, you better honor the tradition. Exercise, exercise and eat right!!!!!
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