Happy Birthday!

Dear FutureMe, Since you were freaking out about turning 20 aroundabout the time this email was written, I figured I'd seen you a birthday greeting to cheer you up when it happens :) It's 15:18 on Wednesday the 7th of Januaray 2010 right now, you're sitting in the library because you just realised your English Language revision thing isn't on since Kayleigh left. I wonder how you did in your exams? Did you FINALLY knuckle down and get some revision done? I guess we'll see. How about that weight loss thing? Right now you're an annoying hybrid of a size 10 and 12 as NOTHING fits you correctly, so you currently live and die in your baggy boyfriend fit jeans and 'My Pen Is Huge' hoodie. Hopefully you'll be a super-slim, ultra-fit babe magnet by the time you read this. Here's to wishful thinking! Apart from that, I just hope you're not dead. There will be no one to read this cleverly thought-out email, and then there's the whole 'not being alive thing'. If I'm pregnant and/or engaged it better be with someone lovely, or I'll go king-fu on your ass when I catch up. Maybe I'll have a job by then. Maybe I'll have mastered T-line. Maybe I'll have learnt to play the piano properly. Or maybe I'll have bought those caterpillar boots I've been planning to buy for so long! So, yeah. Happy Birthday, :) And a Merry Christmas/Happy Halloween/Happy Easter/& A Happy New Year for all the holidays in between now and then. Lots of love, you.