Introduction

My intention for this space is to create a series of letters, as if sent from me, in the year 2029, to a younger me in the year 2008 (and mistakenly received in the year 2007). It is intended in jest, but hopefully there is a glimmer of truth underneath.


Dear Me,

I hope you receive this. I am writing on Google Time-Tunneler, but it is a Beta edition. It has been a Beta edition for eight years, and I can't wait any longer. There are a lot of complaints about this system. It seems like ever since Google bought Microsoft they have just gone downhill.
Anyway, it is 2029 and if this goes as planned, you will receive this in 2008, just after you have started college. You have discovered by now that you didn't get in to your first choice, but believe me you are better off. It isn't worth the price tag. You don't need designer clothes, and you don't need a designer university.

The most important thing I have to tell you is, trust your instincts. That about sums it up. Like that English teacher you had in high school. You knew she was a nasty, bitter, petty woman the first day she scowled at your class. And your parents said, "She's just trying hard at a tough job," and "she means well". You found out last year that wasn't true, but believe it or not you are going to run in to her again, in twelve years, and she's going to want a favor from you. She won't even remember your name or what you look like, but she'll pretend she does, and she'll ask you for something as if you had a lot of fun in her class and learned a lot. Your judgment was right. She is a creepy, nasty, bitter person.

But so are most of them. Trust your instincts. When you meet someone who seems normal, you just don't know them very well yet. Give them time.

Like your roommate freshman year: he downloads porn on your laptop. Erase it before Becky finds it.
A few other tips:
On October 12th, you are going to be leaving a party when a guy named Dave is going to pull out a bottle of bourbon. Say no.
Heather in your Western Civ class is a sucker for anything with Tequila in it. The sooner you find that out, the better.
Date nerd girls: they're grateful and desperate.

Anyway, I will send more info when I have time. But trust your instincts. They are all crazy.

Sincerely,
Me