Listen here you little punk. I’m going to be brutally honest with you because whilst other people will, you’ll most likely not listen to anyone except yourself (maybe). You’ll probably never see this (unless someone invents time travel, and I get to go back and kick your arse) but I’ll write this letter as if you will.
Right. Here goes.
YOUR LIFE IS NOT THAT DRAMATIC.
Stop mopping around lamenting about the so-called drama in your life. This includes girls who are ratchet, boys who don’t know what they want and your parents. It’s been 6 years, so I’m a bit dusty on the details of what has gone on in your 16 years of living. I do, however, remember you staying up until ungodly hours talking to someone who clearly doesn’t like you in that way.
Okay, I’ll admit. If a boy were staying up late to talk to me, I would get the feeling that maybe he liked me too. Except… he’s clearly stated that he likes your friend. What are you doing?
You do realise that you have exams to revise for? You know those things called GCSEs. I suppose it doesn’t matter, now, because well you get into university. Still. Could have tried a little harder. We all know you have it in you.
Queen of Procrastinating – listen to me when I say that you can’t waste education. It is so valuable in today’s world. You’re smart. Don’t underestimate yourself.
I love you, anyway.
PS. You should dress up a little more. Don’t be so ashamed of your legs. They’re fine as they are.