A letter from Mar 30, 2026

Dear FutureMe, i am writing this letter at 3:01 pm on 30 march 2026 from my stupid desk at my stupid internship, waiting for my email regarding masters in spain to arrive, so **** bored out of my mind, stuck with stupid people. by the time you receive this you would either be preparing for spain or sulking about having to appear for bits phd exam in december. either ways i want you to remember that life IS pointless and regardless of where you go you WILL find idiots so it's better to not sulk over anything ever because you did not do any of this, these are cruel trick games played by destiny, one day we will all die and return to dust. take it easy child.