A letter from Mar 07, 2026

Dear FutureMe, Hi Olla!! I spent the past 30 minutes reading through people’s letters (spare me im dreading work atm) but I can’t help but feel envious of people. I so badly want a boyfriend its actually ******* me. I’m going to UB in the fall (I hope) I already got in on November but all of this orientation stuff is so annoying. I need to pay, and idk I have to accept some financial aid and **** like that, im not really sure what to do. Its been a good 3 months since ive looked at that ****. From what I can remember, i only have to pay a good $600 per semester or so. I’m majoring in civil engineering, and idk how to feel about it. It’s a stable path and stuff, but I really don’t know what to do. I’m hoping I can intern with baba at usace, but I feel like civil engineering will be kinda boring. A few months back I applied early action to UChicago, and I withdrew the application, i really shouldn’t have. For some reason I was delusional to think that they’d accept me and then i’d spiral into debt. That doesn’t sound too bad rn, but oh well. I know this is silly but have you at least gone on a date? Like I haven’t been pursued romantically since 9th grade. I think I need to talk more, but idk if thats the only issue, im not all that pretty rn. I’m trying to lose weight rn and im about 155lbs but I hope by the time I read this I’m under 130lbs. I have to get ready for work in 3 minutes. I really wanna write more, I should write more. Yesterday i skipped my 15 minute break and im livid. Like sure I did that to myself but Ashley wanted me to work 5 ******* carts in 4 hours. That’s actually really doable so idk what im on about. I’m sorta dreading work for whatever reason. Normally I work from 8am-3:30pm on Saturdays but today im working 10:30am-6pm. My entire day is practically gone. And the weather is SO SO SO ******* nice rn. Its gonna be about 67 degrees or so, but its gonna be rainy and all. I need to get ready. What else should I talk about? Everything in this is sorta trivial. Im trying to avoid spiraling into discussing depressing ****. Life is nice rn. I go to school from 7am-12pm, which is nice. I like being a senior, im so ready to graduate though. Holy **** my stomach is about to **** me. I didn’t even have dairy. I sorta wanna transfer out of ub and go somewhere far. I kinda wanna have a proper college experience and all instead of commuting. This is gonna sound so weird but im thinking of buying an at home waxing kit and im so excited, which is absolutely mad, but i like plucking my eyebrows? Maybe I can tolerate it? Everyone in the house is terribly ill, i mean rn im fine but if by some chance I end up contracting wtv tf they have ill be doomed. I think i have like 16 absences from school so far, and I swore to mommy that I wouldn’t skip/miss school till may. Im so doomed. This is so exciting but I got home from work yesterday and apparently my parents bought an oreo ice cream cake. The box has been untouched but I hope I can get a slice after work. I have 19 minutes to get ready my god. I keep buying canned pineapple and I have like 4 untouched in my room rn. I’m also terribly broke so I need to cut it out. I just got ready in 10 minutes, which is a first. I must be really excited to write more. I have about 5 minutes to **** before I leave but I feel like ill be so nostalgic to this moment. I’m always nostalgic around march. Im excited for pi day, like I wonder what other absurd things might happen. I’m always so close to getting some romantic action going on in the middle of march, but I hope it won’t be all that bad this year. I finally got out of a reading slump!! I read two books this week, “asleep” by banana yoshimoto, and “my husband”. I forgot the last names so spare me but I have the physical copies dw. “My husband” was so insane, like god, but i really like how the author assigned days colors, like today (Saturday) is red. How is my lovely car, Sabina, doing? I really need to get her fixed so I can drive her by april. I really want a lexus. My stomach is fw me rn, i really hope my stomach doesn’t **** me at work. I seriously can’t keep rushing to the bathroom every hour, maybe im just anxious. I’m super excited, im expecting a letter w 749 words tmrw (its gonna be daylights savings, I just remembered. How exciting) its 10:09 am im shaking like a dog, and i have to leave the house. I look like absolute **** rn, I spent so long typing this. I do so much for you, but ill be really excited to read this. I hope you respond Much love, olla