August – Day 22

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22. Write a Letter to Yourself to be Read at the End of the School Year

Dear Olivia,

Hi! How are you? Are you feeling good? Better? I hope so. You can only keep moving forward, after all.

There’s so much that I would love to know nine months from now. Did I make it into a sorority? Which one? Did I find a sisterhood? Or am I still searching? I just finished two days of rushing and I’m so nervous about Bid Day and all that craziness still to come.

What about schoolwork? Did I study abroad? Where did I go? Or will that be some other time? How’s my GPA? Even in college, that’s still important! Haha, it was probably a piece of cake, I’m sure! Feels like so long from now that you’ll be reading this, yet here you are. You did it. Junior year is in the bag.

But what about family? How’s everyone doing: Mom, Dad, my brother, my aunts and uncles? What about my cousins and their babies? Are the little ones excited about being done with school for the summer? I’ll bet they are. I know that we have our differences with our Texas family, but at the end of the day, I can’t love them more for all they’ve done for me.

Okay, now stupid question time: what about love? Did I meet someone special? I know this is so clich√© and the answer is probably “no”, but I’d love to know all about it. Not everyone meets that one person in college, but that doesn’t mean it can’t happen, right?

What else has happened throughout the year? What big changes have been made? Was it scary at all? Was it exhilarating? I can’t wait for you to be able to read this letter in May and tell me all about it.

What about this blog? Will you still be writing in it? I hope so, starting this blog was the best thing to happen to me for a long time. Feels good to write again, you know?

Anyway, I know this is a lot of questions and not a lot of talking, but I’m super curious. I’ve wanted to grab life by the horns (and saw ’em off) for two years, but I never felt I’ve had the chance until now. I want to make every second count, and by the time you read this in May, I want to be able to say “I wouldn’t change a thing.”

See ya on the flip side, me!