A letter from Nov 15, 2024

Dear FutureMe, I know I skipped a year or two with these, sorry man, I get a little lazy sometimes. I'm gonna keep this short now. I'm in my first year of uni. I'm still establishing my friends, but we've got some people from homeroom, some from the PPC, and the Syrian diaspora girlies. I hope you've maintained any of those friendships, some of them are really nice and have potential. I'm going to the gym three times a week, I hope you've gotten a lot stronger since, benching 115 like your trainer said you would. I hope you got the financial aid and a job because you need it, broke ***. I hope you survived your first Canada winter and tbh I hope you tried weed or alcohol.... be a crazy *****. Right now, my friends are Kenzi, Lina, A***, Sara, Laila, Lilia, The Girlies, and some others. I hope none of them drift like I think they will. I hope to GOD you're still with Bassel because I know he's the one. Push through the long distance pain and the silly arguments, those aren't worth a breakup. If I read this in a year single, I'm probably gonna crash out. I hope the small things you're too scared to talk to him about work themselves out. I hope your hair grows and is lovely and thick. I hope you got the bangs I'm itching to get.... maybe even a second ear piercing. I hope you're feeling more at home in Canada, and less homesick. I hope you're studying hard for your midterms and not screwing yourself over again ***** 😭😭😭😭 **** you fr. Anyways, good luck with your finals, and life, and everything. I love you so much and regardless of where you're at in life, I'm proud of you. Whatever is meant to be will be. Even if none of those things happen, God has a plan for you and everything will work out. You might not understand how or why but it will. OK BYE BYEEEE I HAVE TO GET UP p.s. PLEASE marry that boy i will actually go back in time and beat your (my?) *** if anything bad happens. He's too perfect for that. Come on man.