#future-self

Remember when you were 17 you got your first tattoo? You know it wasn’t true love, but you did it anyway. Remember when you were 11 when you had your first kiss? You know it wasn’t going to last but you did it anyway. Remember when you did it for the first time? You know he’s an asshole, but you did it anyway. Remember when you had your first drink? You know your life’s gonna mess up, but you drank it anyway. And your first puff? You did it anyway. And your first joint? You did it regardless of the society you live in.

It’s easier to say you have done every single thing a normal teenager would have done. So don’t turn back around one day and tell yourself you haven’t done it all. Cause you know you did. You loved every second of fucked up. You loved every second of security and fear. You loved it and you did it anyway. You know why? Because you’re brave. You’re fearless. You don’t care what others think of you, because you’re a strong woman who doesn’t depend on society’s thinking. You define who you are. 

You have it all. You have the job of your dreams. You are a successful lawyer. What are you kidding?! You once told yourself you want a job where you don’t have to do anything, and here you are, an established lawyer, with people working for you, and seriously, you don’t have to do anything! And that car? Are you kidding me lady? You bought a car all on your own. You thought you’d get a RANGE ROVER DIDN’T YOU? OF COURSE YOU DID! BUT WITH A FERRARI WITH IT TOO! You’re just the luckiest bitch ever. How does it feel living in New York? And Paris? And two other places you don’t even remember having? God. You’re always the girl with big dreams and here you are living that dream. Not only that, you are a girl with a big heart. You never forget the ones back home. You go home as much as you can. You give back to the society. You give back to your family. To your mom and dad. Your siblings. No matter how they treated you, you’re always there for them. You’re somehow their backbone now. And you’re okay with that. Love? How about love? You know when you were writing this you were really unsure weren’t you? You have someone right there, under your nose, whatever you do, he’s always there. You call him your lover, Your better half. The one you think you can’t live without. He made the rules for you, and then he’s also the reason why you both broke all the rules. You both were 18 going to 19. Grew up together, graduated together, and were meant to tie the knot. Then you both decided to put your careers first, and that’s what you did. Of course, 

It hurt didn’t it? When you see him holding her? Or when you see her going head over heels for him. Because that’s how exactly you were. You were in love with him, and crazy for him, and you still are. And he’s deeply in love with you too and he never stops. He made a mistake. A very ugly mistake. Instead of making it up to you, he couldn’t bare to face it if he happens to hurt you again the near future. And you. You too. Didn’t want to lose him. Over her. So there you go, you both decided to become something which is utterly absurd... Friends. Best friends. Bestest friends.

If you had a chance to go back and tell your younger yourself what you know now, what would you say?

Dear 22 year-old me,

A few years have passed since I was, well, you.  I’ve learned a lot in these past few years.  Some of them are things I wish I would have known when I was younger, while others are better left for you to figure out. I thought I would share with you some of the most important things I wish I would I have known at 22.

The first is to always have some sort of a plan in mind. …

Woooooooooooooow. I haven't posted a personal blog in awhile. Reading through my old blogs I posted makes me laugh at my younger self. But hey, this is what I wanted. An update on how my life was going on at the time, to be able to go back and laugh at my child-ish self. Hahaha.

However, it's crazy. So many things have happened in my life since my last blog, and it really makes me feel like... I'm really growing up. Ah! It's scary, however, I'm excited for the changes. Well now I'm in my third year of college, so let's see how this goes... so far, no good. (=___='') But! I shall do my best to be positive and motivated!

So to my future self, I hope you are having an amazing life doing what you want, and hopefully you're not stressing out as you read your post from your past self.

I hope you achieved what we always wanted to achieve.

we always wanted to show what was bugging us from inside, there is a lot we want to tell, but we don't actually want to tell.

By showing what fears us the most and what we feel around it, I think then we can achieve what we want, but I believe it's something that could drive us insane.

Did you hold up with it? Are you still holding on to it? Did you get over everything? Or did you went insane?

No, I have faith in you, just like our mother, I know that you are strong, and stronger than I am now. You have gotten over everything, now it's my turn to do so.

I am insecure how I can picture the darkness of a mystery story. Do you know how? Of course you would know, I expect you to be done with this college and are working now, which means you achieved this asignment.

I only want to know, what kind of form evil has, in my head it's a shadow with wide open spread eyes, is that still the same to you? Or does evil take a different form in the future?

I am glad everything is alright with you, don't lose yourself.

Sincerely,

Gloria

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Writing asignment, a letter to someone.

I wrote it to myself. New asignment, put it into a short novel of a few sentences.

I need to find the main character, the conflict, the thing/person the conflict is with, and the drama, without saying to much.