When you're 80 I promise you.
It won't matter if that boy liked you or not.
Or how you looked on your first day.
It won't matter what you got on your math final.
Or if that girl doesn't want to be friends with you anymore.
It doesn't matter if everybody likes you.
Or if everybody hates you.
It doesn't matter if you can't do a certain thing, who cares?
I promise it's not the end of the world. Life goes on.