A letter from Mar 22, 2025

Hello, Cathrine. I—your 25 years old, March 22, 2025 self—is here to pay you a visit there in the future. Well, as you can see, I did not come here to provide comfort since I have been doing that for the past few years and I believe that you have been supplied well enough for me not to mind it up until now. So, let me get straight to the point—are you doing well? How are you, Mama, and the fur babies? I do not care about others, and right now I am only thinking about you, Mama, and the fur babies. Are you all well? Well, you all should be because if not, rest assured my madness will win over the divinity’s protection so I could give you a hard slap momentarily so you could wake up to your senses. However, if you’re all doing well, then I am proud of you and glad to know that. Top 1. I am currently aiming for the Top 1 spot on the list of board topnotchers for Philippine Nursing Licensure Examination in November 2025. I know we will get the license, Cathrine. But I want the Top 1 spot. You get me? Top 2 is consolation, and Top 3 is pity. If you get Top 2, everyone will think what a shame it is to miss your opportunity to grab the top spot. If Top 3, they’ll say it’s luck—however, you will instantly earn everyone’s respect if you get Top 1. You’ll have a brand new car and cash—plus, the respect. Did we get it? I hope so. Because I am about to flip the whole world in 360 degrees to make it happen. I will fill myself with rage enough to aim for the Top 1 spot. We can only move forward, Cathrine. Not regress. Understood? I am done being gentle. I am gentle. I am soft. But enough of that. I want the big things. I want the achievements. I don’t want to be mediocre! I hope things are going great there. Not good, but great. Sincerely, Cathrine Joy.