Letter from my 13 year old Self

So, when I was 13 I wrote a letter to myself to open when I turned 25.

This past month, I did.

The real miracle is that I actually kept up with it for that long. Secondly, I found out how incredibly uncool I was, which makes sense because of the correlation with how megatron uncool I am now.

I thought I would share, and I have even thrown in some comments and edits from my future self (for the originals only here’s page 1, page 2, & page 3).

Upon seeing the Garfield style envelope I used to house this little time capsule gem of wonder, it was apparent that the following letter would not be much better.

How lovely. I’m glad you all got to take that ride down the teenage path of awkwardness with me. Man, don’t you wish you could just go back, and roundhouse your stupid little self in the face?

Seriously, I don’t even know what else to say. I’m not mad, I’m just disappointed.