Dear 13 year old me,
Hey! How does it feels like to receive a letter that comes from 2014? I bet you’re excited to know how you’ll do 18 years down. Well, let me soothe a little by saying that life’s not that bad after all.
You should be halfway into your secondary school’s first year, and if I remember, you’re now getting on pretty well with your friends, aren’t you? You’ll have fun, and you’ll make friends. Stop that cool act that you’re putting up, if you haven’t stop already. In time to come, which in this context, I mean very soon, you’ll run out of the masks to put on. Make friends, have fun, because that’ll be what you will be doing very soon. But I have to let you know this: 18 years down, you’ll hope that you know many things that you don’t know, and I am here to walk with you your journey.
That’s the main reason I’m writing to you, buddy. Your grades will slide, and you will find yourself not having any bit of memories of this school that you were once thrilled to enter into. I know it’s harsh to tell you this, for you will not understand much at this age. Perhaps I should say, you’re not matured enough to take this without feeling defensive. Fight or flight, and your choice will be the latter. But, the harsh truth is coming into your face: Your grades in the past don’t matter anymore.
Are you mad? Or are you going to avoid reading more? No matter how pissed you are now, I’m not taking back my words. Your past grades don’t matter. Period.
Your past ranking of top 5% do not matter anymore. Your merit bursary isn’t going to give you credits, and your learning capability is no longer going to be as fast as you think it will be. So wake up, take out your books and start studying.
4 years will pass without you realizing, and that will be 4 years wasted. Mom and Dad are not going to bug you for your results now, because you’re still managing it. But trust me when I say you’ll find yourself in the red zone – from high green – very fast. Because your grades will slide.
You will be distracted, and your performances will be very poor. Damn, damn poor. And before that happens, I hope you’ll take my advice.
At 13 years old, your friends are not permanent, and you will fail to cherish friends who have the potential to be your permanent buddies. You have a sense of loyalty, I know. Now, I’m going to tell you that your loyalty is going to tire you one day.
Because your friends will betray you. They’ll hate you for many things that they will not tell you, and they’ll go after the girls you’ll be with. They are not going to be your true friends, but you will not be able to see it yet.
You don’t have to be a loner also. I’m saying, those that you think are boring, who invite you to join them for the school outings and events are the ones that’ll be there for you. Only if you choose them to be your friends.
The friends that you think are fun to be with, friends who you think are loyal and always there for you, have agendas. You’ll not know what will happen until you get hurt, lied to, and betrayed. Choose your friends wisely. Boring ones who talk nothing but schoolwork with you are the ones that’ll guide you to finding your purposes in life. Don’t miss them again.
They’re aplenty, and don’t spend too much time pursuing any of them. You will not have the charm to attract them now, because your appeal comes in later in your life. You will waste your time calling many of them up with hopes of hooking up with the many girls you’ll find interesting. Those stupid moves will cause you your time. Yes, I know you find it unbelievable that the “future you” is saying same with what all the boring adults are saying. But you have to trust what I am telling you, even if you find it unbelievable. Because, I am you.
The girls who are interested in you will come when the time is ripe, and those that you are trying very hard to impress will not like you, if your grades are poor.
Study hard, get your priorities right, and the girls will come like steel to magnet. Oh, and you’ll lose interest in the girl you are with now very soon. Harsh truth huh? I’m not sorry to tell you that you’re not mature enough for a relationship yet.
Your parents will nag, and you’ll hate them. They’ll scream and shout at you for your poor results. You’ll find yourself comparing your parents with your friends’, and you’ll feel miserable having parents who are out of date. They’ll talk nothing but only your grades, and you’ll avoid them. You’ll not fight with good results, but you’ll flight with your report card that will be full of red. At his wit’s end, Dad will consider sending you into Boy’s Home to have you reformed, and you’ll find yourself between he and Mom because Mom is not going to agree. You’ll hate Dad, and you’ll not talk to him for very long.
But buddy, have you forgotten how Dad risked his life swimming into the deep waters of the sea just to save the ball that you have thrown in when you were a kid? Have you failed to remember how Dad, the cabby, gave up his time to earn money for the family, because he had to bring you to and fro hospital for your dubious illness? Has the time when Dad – even when he was broke – brought you out just to buy the watch you wanted, the watch that you’d end up dismantling and made worthless, fell off your memories?
Dad loves you, and you must remember that. I want you to know that if your priorities are right, there will not be ill feelings between you and him. You’ll hate them because they discipline you, but you’ll fail to see that they are disciplining you because you’re getting out of hand. Listen to me: be good, and focus on your studies. Everything will be an easy walk.
I’ve been through the 18 years, and I’m here to tell you what’s ahead that you can change.
Because if 18 years is going to be a learning journey, I’m here to be your shortcut.
Andy Lawson is the average man on the street that you’ll not even trouble yourself looking at him if he passes by you. He’s sensitive to bullshit, and he hates mediocrity in most people. He is the author of his self-published book: Facts and Fiction of Fengshui: Facts that Masters are NOT Telling You. He doesn’t have Facebook or Twitter, because he hates to be associated with people who tend to be passive-aggressive online, but he does have a very limited set of vocabularies, terrible grammar, a twisted mind that makes himself God in his own twisted world and an ability to communicate with people who wish to be his friend.