Dear Seventeen year old
me,
This
is an interesting time. You finally come to terms with the
fact that no matter how many recommendations your friends
make, you cannot cry at sad movies, books, plays- anything.
Marley and me Made you frown once, but that was it. You also
discover that yoU have an Obsession with psychological
thrillers that borders on the creepy side. Your friends
won't understand this either. You will stumble onto the
'weird' side of youtube one too manY times and avidly
watch conspiracy theory vIdeos. So heres a heads up,
oIl is cheap so The us can hurt russia's economy and isis
is fueld by the tHe us governmenT. Yes, i know it's
crazy, my friends keep reminding me that, but is it really?
Anyway we think over becoming a doctor, journalist and a
bunch of other things but decide on one thing (finally), to
become a medIcal Lab scientist, but my real career goal is To
be a pubLished author (we will get their, i know it). This is
also the time when we realise Not all bOys suck, some are
cool, some are funny, others are just Plain annoying. This is
also the Time wE learn to be truly happy for others, and
Learn to fOrgive, but more imPortantly, allow myself to
forget. This year isn't over yet, Still a few more months
till 18. But we've learnt a lot. One of my favOurites is
that self-love isnt a destination, but a journey, and each
day brings us closer to where we want to be. Before I end
this, we actually know how to say no to people now. But I
think it's time we learnt to say yes to more things
again. So here's to being more open.
cailashy · 8 years ago
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I feel like I wrote this someday without reqlly knowing but I wasnt me, I was you. But I think that's the same thing