a letter to myself
inspired by will sharp. 11th grade adam to graduate adam.
Hey man!
looks like its a year later buster. youre a year older and ill bet it seems like you just wrote this yesterday. and ill bet you miss high school now even though i hate it. i wont be able to know how much all these people here mean to me until im you so ohh well. i wonder what my first job will be, and how im gonna do at el camino. hopefully good. i guess im just hoping for the best but i doubt ill change much. but who knows? definitely not me. man isnt time weird. dont do drugs. maybe once in a while. and dont drink too much. travel the middle path, not too much not too little, thats the way to go. ohh and dont let girls push you around. fuck that shit. dont forget about the people you wanna forget either. dont forget anything. memories are time. i hope you read this and freak out, thats what id want.
Hey man!
looks like its a year later buster. youre a year older and ill bet it seems like you just wrote this yesterday. and ill bet you miss high school now even though i hate it. i wont be able to know how much all these people here mean to me until im you so ohh well. i wonder what my first job will be, and how im gonna do at el camino. hopefully good. i guess im just hoping for the best but i doubt ill change much. but who knows? definitely not me. man isnt time weird. dont do drugs. maybe once in a while. and dont drink too much. travel the middle path, not too much not too little, thats the way to go. ohh and dont let girls push you around. fuck that shit. dont forget about the people you wanna forget either. dont forget anything. memories are time. i hope you read this and freak out, thats what id want.