so a lot of yous guys are doing this and i wanted to jump on the bandwagon. because that is what i do. follow other people around. and copy them.
sike. but still.
dear 8th grade whitney:
you know those friends you tell everything to and spend all your time with? yeah, they won't be there when you are older. they won't remember you. and you won't remember them. but it will be better that way. you will find other people that truly make you happy. ones that won't care what you wear. what you look like. or what you say.
also, now that we are talking about what you say....don't hold back. you are way too quiet and you should speak up more. don't wait until college to find yourself. be proud. you are funny and other people should be able to hear all the awesome things you think in your crazy little brain.
and your sister really does love you. she is just mean sometimes because she is cooler than you. but really deep down she is your best friend. and just keep loving her [and copying her] and she will come around. she has a good heart. and she just needs a little time for her to see yours :)
don't even get me started on those boys you like. stick to the celebrity crushes for a long time. don't waste your time with the high school boys. seriously. they are lame. so don't waste your time thinking about them. just spend you time with your friends and grow those relationships. a few will last forever.
spolier alert: you will not get that jeep wrangler for your 16th birthday. or your 18th. or even your first car you purchase. so give it up. dad is annoyed with you asking.
love,
old ass whitney
i think that sums up my awkward 8th grade/highschool self.
but i wouldn't change anything. for reals. maybe just the amount of knowledge i have now...i would have started drinking earlier. it is pretty fun...
kidding. kind of.
what would you say to your middle school self? stop collecting those beanie babies? eh, i should have added that in my letter too. #loser
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