A letter from Jun 30, 2024

Dear FutureMe, It's 2:59 am. I thought of writing since I couldn't find myself to sleep. These days we've been stressing about our internship. After numerous applications to different companies, sadly, we haven't receive any emails or callback. When I think of it, it's actually quite ironic, week ago, we just thought of wanting to be challenged. We felt that life is getting too mundane and numbing, that we wanted to feel pain. Who would've thought it's this kind of pain. June was never been good. We received our first ever 2 from the past (almost) 3 years of being a college student. We thought, for some reason, that we are actually better than our college friends. But look at us now, they got better grades than us, already have a secured internship company, while we, on the other hand, still sending emails. Waiting for any replies to God knows when. It's our birthday and I wouldn't want to ruin it with your 21 year old selfs' negativity lol. Hopefully, we're actually able to graduate. I'm hoping positively that we were able to defend our thesis, successfully presented it in our rescon, and fingers crossed, I'm desperately hoping, we're still eligible for a laude. That's our dream. That's our promise to Nana. Mami will probably come here to watch you graduate as well so don't **** this up. Lastly, quit that job. Gurl, we we're so bright. How come we've become this dull. Learn Spanish already. Prepare yourself to becomes flight attendant. While doing so, explore. We may find our purpose somewhere. I love you. I may not know what's the real definition of that word, but rest assured, I'll do my best here. When you read this, I hope you are proud of us. Whatever happens, we will figure it out.