memory, all alone in the moonlight

Dear FutureMe, Ha ha. Remember that song? I bet you do. Is it still perfect for your voice? Mine is still maturing, but I doubt it'll change that much. Don't forget to give it a good work out regularly. We don't want to lose our abilities, now do we? So. There you are. Sitting there, turning the big 3-0 tomorrow. Congratulations. To me, you are old. And here I am. A mere 19 in your eyes, sitting up far too late, as usual, dreading going to uni tomorrow. But I plan on leaving at the end of semester, so that's something for me to look forward to. I bet this has caused some major flashbacks for you. Do you remember the way you used to imagine your life would turn out? I expect it's nothing like what actually happened. Famous actress, lead singer in a massively popular rock band, best selling author. All of the above, ha ha. You're probably thinking something like 'if only' right about now. If you're not, then that probably means that one of those is actually my occupation. If that is the case then, you go girl! Good on you, and thank you for making at least one of my dreams come true. *fingers crossed, please be the singer* If you're doing something else, I hope it's something you enjoy. But you had better not be working in an office. If you are, I'm going to find some way of coming to the future to beat you over the head with a stick. Remember, we swore never to work in an office. You're just slowly dying in places like that. Plus, it's the kind of job Dad and Kiyomi would have told you to get. Remember this? 'Go to university. Get a good job. Earn a nice salary.' That's the reason I'm quitting, right there. It's not who you were and I pray it's not who you are now. Since I am currently devoid of any romance whatsoever in my life (as you well know), I shall now move on to love. You know a lot more about it than I do, and you've experienced it more broadly than I have. I'm not going to say that I hope you haven't been hurt, because people get hurt often and it's impossible to not have your heart broken at least once in eleven years. But I will say this; I hope you've learned. And that you use that to find someone who is really worthy of our heart. I don't know if he's in your life now, or if you have yet to meet him, but rest assured, he's there somewhere. And make sure you find us a good one. A prime example of someone who was neither good nor worthy is David. I don't need to tell you why, you undoubtedly remember what he did. I'll bet he found himself some prissy girl just like Grace who he married long before he should have to find they have no real chemistry at all. Ah, bitterness. Keeping humans from making the same mistake twice since the dawn of civilisation. I guess I'll sign off on this the same way I end my diary entries. Song lyrics. And since I started with memory, I might as well finish with it, too. "I can smile at the old days/I was beautiful then." Love you heaps, I'll see you in the mirror. Rose.