A letter from October 4th, 2016

Dear FutureMe, I was actually just playing around with the "OK Google" feature on my phone, and I said some random shit and somehow it showed me a letter someone else had written. And it was actually well-written, though it was done by a 17 year old, like myself. That person was struggling to choose a pronoun to talk about "ourself". I don't really have that problem... For as long as I can remember, I have always refereed to myself as "we". I realize this is kind of egotistical and it sounds like I am talking in the royal we, but that is not at all how I see it. It's more like I am talking to another person that shares my head. I bet you still do this. I'll admit I should be studying for a chemistry exam right now, but I am not. Oh well... what can you do. I highly doubt you will remember this exam at all, and I know for sure I will have completely forgotten it within the decade, so what does it matter. I am wondering what my love life will be like in the future. I have certainly had opportunities, but I don't feel good enough to have a relationship just yet... At the very least, I will not go out in search of a relationship. If one comes my way and I am OK with it, then I won't say no. How do you feel about that one person we've had a crush on for like 8 years? I would bet most of my money that my feelings for him haven't really changed. I have recently found that I usually get over someone once I finally go out with them. So like, we should go out with him. Or I should get over him. Yeah I'll work on doing that so you don't have to. Boy this last year has been stressful. The thing with Dad, the romantic stuff, the college stuff, the whole finding-new-friends thing... And it's not over yet. They tell me we are almost at the halfway mark of the first semester. You will be there too, lest you have dropped out. lol. Do it. I want to do this more often. Imagine doing it everyday, to the point where after a year you can expect an email everyday from your past self. I really just hope I forget the contents of this email by the time it arrives. I will be happy if you did end up getting a new job, and if it is better than last year's canoe-renting. More money? Maybe I work as a waitress. Actually that sounds stressful. I hope next year isn't as shit. Everyone online is complaining that 2k16 is shit, because of all the terrorist attacks and such. How is 2k17 in that regard? I reread one of my old journals recently, and enjoyed when I talked about my feelings and when I asked questions about the future. So, I was sad for a while, and I am still weird at the thought of romance. I am still angry at Dad, though I am trying to move past it, as long as he stops blaming me for everything. How are you? Happy enough? Gone through anything traumatic recently? Lost all of our friends? Please don't. OMG how is Netflix's A series of unfortunate events? Please tell me they didn't fuck it up... They did, didn't they? And Sherlock? And Rick and Morty???? So excited. I am also curious as to what I do in regards to school, but that is boring. How is Livia? And other St Jo friends? You should start planing that road trip. God what if I get into a car accident before this email arrives? Don't tell me that will happen. Hm. Lets see... I am into the new pornographers right now. Alt J, Metric, Wilco, The Postal Service... All good stuff. Excited for new music, however. I am also excited for the future, however scary it might seem right now. I am sure I will climb that hill in the end. Like, I'll fall off, scrape a knee, and collapse in a puddle of tears from time to time, but I should be OK, more or less. Here's to hoping that is the case, Katie