A letter from July 31st, 2015

Dear FutureMe, As I am writing, I would lay on my bed at around 4 to 5 AM due to wakefulness from my bad sleeping habits. While laying in bed, I have my 3 blankets (especially the white one from New Jersey), 6 pillows (especially the black body pillow and the Yankee teddy bear pillow pet), and an iPhone 6 to keep myself occupied. In addition, I relapsed (orgasm) after a 2 day streak of no masturbation (I started my NoFap adventure around late-June 2015). Around my room is my AlienWare computer, 2 desks, a bunch of posters, clothing racks, Dumbbells, 2 backpacks, a portable table, 2 "spinning" chairs, a 3D TV, and a bunch of posters. Oh, and the shaggy carpet my dad brought from Bad Axe. Additionally, I would still be living in Clinton Township, MI at one of the houses between 15 Mile and Utica. I would've still attended Central Michigan University as a Biology Major and (probable) Psychology Minor. At this time, I would be thinking of Rebecca after being seat mates together for a month during Ms. Lawless' Composition Summer Course at Macomb Community College. Unfortunately, I was too **** shy to talk or ask for her number. At least on this day, I did my usual 3-4 hour workout and had Wendy's for dinner. Afterwards, I played a few hours of co-op Insurgency from my Steam gaming application. I was named Based Infinity, btw. And don't forget this: I was into growing my beard. Like, REALLY into it. I'd be applying castor oil and Meijer-brand minoxidil 2 times per day! Biotin, fish oil, testosterone booster, and cheap vitamins were also used in the beard farming process. Man, what a teenage life I've been living! There are some personal issues I had to deal with; scrawny physical appearance, social anxiety, extreme awkwardness, masturbation, and bad studying habits. But, I believe these things will change. In the future, I'll be much stronger; No signs of extreme anxiety, ripped-as-**** physique, and higher wisdom than the 19-year-old self. With beard included. I likely retain my introvert side of me, but I don't think being in a shell for too long would help me on the long run. I'll be the strong quiet type that I wanted to be. I hope that the future me fulfilled these obligations. Wait, no. It had to be MANDATORY to fulfill these obligations. It's really up to you what the effect of the cause will be about depending on the fulfilled obligations. Anyways, you're 3 months into being a 30-year-old; the early stage of middle-aged adult life. For me as a 19-year-old, that would be 1 year 3 months into legal adulthood! LOL. Jokes aside, I would turn 2 decades old within 3 months. And being 2 decades old is something like a milestone not just for me and basically for everyone else. Pat, I hope these younger years benefit yourself to be a better individual. If it did, that's great. Do better this time. If not, **** bro. Do better this time. But, I don't expect you to marry at your late 20s (I mean if you did, Congratz!). These types of things should be mutual to the other party and not to fulfill society's norms (I do expect you to have befriended a girl and have a job). Always improve yourself and be better than the one after yesterday. The younger years of drunk-*** parties have passed into a whole newer and classy concept of partying. At your age, the older ones will accept you more by age. In contrast, some of the youngers ones may turn you out to be too old to hang out (but would respect the wisdom, otherwise). Take advantage of your older age and peak into your strongest form. And it has to be strongest-strongest than strongest. My younger years have built your foundation. Now, it's the time to pierce the sky and into the stars! GIGGGGGAAAAA-DRILLLLLLL" Anyways, as the Most Wise Vinnie Paz told me, "... I am getting stronger with each chapter." Stay Hardcore, bro.