Yo weirdo! How’s it going? I bet you’re listening to All Time Low’s new album by this time eight years ago. Or is it still Oasis?

Well, I’m not gonna judge your music because the future you are pretty much digging the same kind too. Not much has changed, huh? :)

Anyway, believe it or not, you did well in school, even in college. Oh and congratulation, anyway. You just survived your undergrad school at this point. Yeah undergrad, not postgrad. I’m sorry, I know it sucks seeing other pals are getting into master programs abroad this year but it’s fine. You’d probably gonna be worked on getting them yourself next year, but to be honest, it’s still the thing you are fairly terrified because you haven’t got any stable jobs. Money is always the main issue.

Life after college is hard. The first quarter, you get bored easily. Good thing that you spend your time on reading book or watching good movies. You start reading sci-fi instead of those YA novels. Also, you start writing seriously because you’re gonna start a new journey online. Basically, with sharing life and stuff you like. You start this blog and it makes you feel great. 

You still have those stupid self-esteem issues, don’t ya? Well, they’ll be around for a while. What I do want to ask is that… just think of it as a blessing rather than a curse, okay? I mean, not everyone could eat that much and not gaining any significant weight, right? No curves and edges, it's still fine. Why should you think otherwise?

And you also meet some cool people. And date one of them. I hate to break it up to you but, unfortunately people have burdens. So do the future-you. Nothing lasts forever. All those happy endings you imagine, turn out the other way around.

This year, you break up with this man you date for almost two years. That's honestly the longest you’ve been in a fucking serious relationship (I’m sorry, it seems like the future-you likes to swear a lot, don’t worry you’ll get accustomed to it). I know, that’s just not you, but things seem work out well between you two, before you guys decide to go separated ways. For the few months after that, you tear yourself apart trying to get him out your veins, you play your (and his) favorite songs on repeat until there’s nothing left inside you. It’s tough to get through it, but it’s a part of growing up.  

It won’t be easy, but it does get better.

There go some words of encouragement for you.

Lastly, there's still a lot of things ahead. Go explore and discover. Seize every opportunity. Make mistakes and learn. Remember, despite this letter, ours is still a story that you have to go out and shape for yourself.

Love,


The future-you. :)

P.S. You dyed your hair a week ago. It’s not a biggie deal really. I mean,  jet black hair is great but a little bit experiment won’t hurt, no?

P.P.S. Also stop being an alternative snob and start listening to rap. You'll love the genre so much.

P.P.P.S. I’m sorry, I know you’re expecting someone more awesome, who dresses like a real lady. I’m sorry I’m still the person who regularly wears shirt or sweater and jeans and dusty sneaker.