Have you ever wished you could go back in time and punch yourself in the face?? No? Luckily, Holly and Jake are hosting a link up today to write a letter to your college self. Saved by the link up. Go check out the other letters and add your own to the list.
Dear College J,
First...do NOT take a semester off. Your scholarship is kind of a big deal. You eventually WILL have to pay those student loans back. Live on less. Trust me. I'm older, wiser and actually have a business degree now. Oops, surprise! Yes, I said Business! We'll get to that.
You are so much stronger than you realize. All you need to do is believe in yourself. It sounds so corny but you can do it. You can do this ALL by yourself if you have to (and you will eventually, why not start now).
Apologize to your parents. You have been a real brat. Big time. They just want what is best for you and turns out, you will want the same things eventually. You will save yourself a lot of tears and heartache if you just take a step back and listen to them.
Pick a major with math. Math is your thing. Honors Chemistry?? Are you freaking insane? Get a grip, drop that shit, and move on! Actually, head on over to the business building and while you are at it, either pick up a minor or a second major. Make business your goal but if you want to take some classes in arts, go right ahead. Now is the time, not later. The minimum to graduate is 120 hours....go for 150, it will help you later.
Vodka drinks are your thing. Stay away from anything else until you are at least 28. You're welcome. Oh except bubble gum vodka. But you won't make that mistake until you are like 27 anyways. That's your own stupid fault.
Saturday classes and 3 hr classes suck like nothing else, but go ahead and sign up for that one. You will be reconnected with someone from high school that will become one of your closest friends. You will both go through some troubling times and the friendships you form together will be the kind that will last a lifetime.
Take that job and never let anyone shame you for having "family connections" that got you there. It will jump start a career. That job leads to another job where you actually meet your future husband. Don't worry, it's not that kid that is drunk every Monday and not the freak that looks like David Copperfield with acne. You actually won't meet him in person until years after you leave this job....now I've said too much.
Get used to working out. Believe it or not, one day you aren't going to be able to chug Dr Pepper all day, eat a medium pizza, wash it down with a snickers and still fit into your size 2 jeans....I know, shocker! But trust me on this.
Get OUT of the tanning bed! SPF is your friend. Spray tans will stop being orange one of these days, so you will have more options.
Ok, that should be plenty of life lessons for now. The rest you have to figure out on your own.
Love ya, bish!
Your older, wiser, and better-insurance-carrying self
PS Your oldest accounting professor isn't going to keel over in class so stop making bets on it and pay attention to what he is saying! His two classes are kind of a big deal, mkay?
PSS You are going to be just fine, kid. When you hit 30 you are going to honestly be happier than your college brain could even fathom. Believe that!