A letter from Jan 1st, 2022

Dear FutureMe, Fuck you I am currently 15 years old, at 3:30 on 01/01/2022. Me, Vlad, and Talal are staying up all night as it is the first day of the year. I have mok exams in 2 weeks, and am extremely nervous for what's to come. Not gonna lie I am trying to talk smart to you, when really your just me soooo. GCSEs are coming up and I don't feel to great, I need high grades to get to where I want to be and (to be honest) I don't know if I will be able to do it and I really don't want to let my mum down. Now enough with the negativity, I am doing quite well in the gaming area (if you still care) for example, hitting plat in siege twice, having a banging time playing with Vlad on fortnight and improving at the game. However its a bit of a bummer that tournaments start on the same week as moks. Also you will be happy to know (again if you still care) that sea of thieves (sot) is going great and we are improving massively. Oh yeah, and we still cant get a good Minecraft hardcore world up you shitter. Honestly, I don't really know what to say, apart from don't let a idiot talk you down from ideas that you genuinely believe is good, and its our life not there's. Oh yeah goals (thanks Vlad for the idea), now these are only short-term goals so don't get scared. I would like to have hit at least plat 1 in rainbow six siege, got the grades I need for sixth form, and hopefully I haven't been stabbed yet. And please please don't give up on our friends, we both know their amazing and we would be nothing without them. Oh yeah I would also want to start boxing again, and how bad are we doing in chemistry. Also did we get in to a good sixth form or have we failed again. Overall wish you the best of luck, and don't let anyone hold you back if so leave them and fucking run. Credits to Talal for this Future me stuff. Dont know if this is weird but love you man.