A letter from Mar 05, 2025

Dear FutureMe, Hi, sorry for grammatical error. This school year will be my last year as middle school students. I've been so, so much grateful with all my friends from Bicol and Rizal, they just wake the bloom of my dying flower inside me, I imagine it as yellow and pink flower since it is my favorite colors. Everytime that I doubted myself, you are all there, who keep believing that everything will be paid off and worth effort. By the way, I am writing this letter at 12:16 AM midnight. Thinking that I have time writing this letter rather than storming my brain with ideas about 3I's Pitch Performance Task and HOPE video exercise. To Mama, I always love you, I even cry sometimes that I might I failed you, thinking that I won't give you the life that you always wanted. The dream you dreamed of, that I should finish my school, I even excel academically, just to make you proud, that you would know that all of you hard work are paid off. I am so sorry, if sometimes I am so bad to you, I just can't control my anger issues. But I know you know that you are my role model, you are my inspiration, you are my sunshine and rainfall. I am so thankful to God that He gave the best and hardworking Mama in the world. I love you so so much! This is me now, so miserable, so unhappy, thinking about my future, "How far I'll go?". To myself, just put yourself first, do not trust too much. You will achieve your dreams, okay? Stop crying, stop crying, stop crying every night. Mama will be sad, if she knew that you are sad. Just be yourself. Next time you will see this, you are now a college student. I love you, End at 12:25