Let's all pay tribute to my earlier years.
Mondays are no longer ordinary Mondays, oh no no no.
They are now FLASH BACK MONDAYS.
Let's take a trip down good ol' muddy memory lane to 2009.
What did I do back in 2009, Dec 3rd? I took vain pictures of myself.
A very productive 18 year old.
I miss my short hair.
Now, what does this tell me? That time is a bitch and doesn't wait for people. She just allowed me do whatever I wanted and never once told me to hold back. Me, on the other hand didn't realize that time was with me all along and so many a time opportunities, responsibilities and time slipped past me. Leaving the future to future me to deal with. Present 18 year old me, would just procrastinate.
To be honest, I truly thought I would be loads different by the time I hit 21.
You know when you're were 15,
chilling alone in your room late at night thinking about the future you?
I would picture it and think it impossible I'd ever get to mature stage in life.
Just thinking about the 21 year old me was like... thinking about a stranger I didn't know.
So unfamiliar, so distant.
It was as if I was waiting to see what she'd do and be astonished by her many achievements.
That 21 year old future me is no longer a stranger. I know everything about her. Her likes, dislikes and what she hopes for to come. And now I'm sitting alone, in my room thinking about what 25... maybe 30 year old me would be doing.
Man, I know future me is going to read this and laugh.
Well, fuck you future me. Fuck you.