For my first blog back from the disabled list, I'm linking up (again) with the oh so fabulous Holly and Jake to write a letter to lil 'ole Me at the tender age of 21.
Dear Erin (Age 21),
Oh boy.....where do I start?
Turning 21 isn't as special as it should be, since you've been going to shady college bars for the past year with that horrible fake ID you got for yourself in NYC. But none the less, you go out to celebrate your 21st at the same bars you've been going to for the past year and a half. Good move smarty. Oh and by the way, you dance nothing like Beyonce, so you really should think twice before entering that "booty shake" contest at the bar. Even if you do get free shots afterwards.
No matter who questions your sexual orientation or thinks you're a headcase, keep playing women's rugby. Even though you will screw up for knee forever and get two concussions, you really love it. It is the only way that you combat potential crazy weight gain from the burger king, steak and cheese subs, and quarts of booze that you shovel into your (somewhat) fat face on a daily basis. Really, rugby is the only reason why you don't weigh 8000 pounds right now. You will continue to keep eating like this after college because you just don't seem to realize that the only reason you could stay a size 10 is because of the constant exercise. This will cause you to gain a good 35 pounds after college. It will take you until 29 to really snap out of it and get off your ass. Maybe realize that a few years earlier, ok fatty?
Your college roommates, those crazy girls who you spend your Thursday nights with? You will come to count on them more and more at 21 and beyond. They will be there for you, no matter what. The group of you may have its moments, but you will get through them.
And that boy? The one who treats you like a girlfriend in private but refuses to acknowledge you as anything else than a friend at any other time? You will continue to pine after him for the entire year. You will be heartbroken that he misses your birthday. You will get angry and pick fights with him because your heart hurts so much from loving him that you just don't know what to do. You will swear him off (again) when he introduces you to his new girlfriend who not only has the same name as you, but looks like you as well. Your heart will shatter into a million pieces. You will cry for hours at a party because of this. But you will continue to be at his beck and call all year. DO NOT DO THIS!!!!
You will cry all year over him, again and again and again. You will sleep with random guys to try and prove that you are over him. Don't do that. It doesn't make you over someone. It just makes you a slutbag. You will try to justify doing this by getting trashed before you do it. Seriously, don't do that either. That just makes you a sloppy drunk slutbag. No one wants to be friends with that girl. You'll find that out too when your friends get sick of your act.
(It will all work out in the end, things with you and that boy. Things will come full circle. It takes a while, but everything will be ok.)
You will meet another guy who legitimately takes your mind off that guy for a while. New guy is sweet in a weird kind of way, but the drama he brings along is just not worth it. He has his own life dramatics to deal with and really, you don't need the hassle. It will still take you a few months to realize this. Plus, he really kind of looks like Ray Romano. Not all that attractive. And your friends will refer to him as the "ugly sleeper" for years to come.
Oh and in between all your social goings on and general life drama, maybe pay attention to school once and a while, huh? Study more. Actually try more. You will regret not taking the opportunity to study abroad? You will also regret skipping classes more than you should. That will cause you to fail more than one class and will force you to stay in college another year. And sociology? It's a cop out major. Sure it's fun and easy for the most part, but after you graduate you will realize that your degree is the real world equivalent of knowing how to boil water.
Oh and by the way Drunky McSlutbag, everything will be ok, no matter how horrible things may seem at the moment. You're a little too dramatic sometimes, but it's fine. You'll get past that in a few years. Your life will turn out ok. You will lament being the "only single friend" in your core group of friends this year and for years to come. For (almost) 7 years actually. Yes, it is a long time to wait, but the wait is worth it. You meet the man of your dreams who loves you for you and only you. That alone is worth the near 7 year wait.
Oh and start running. As much as you hated it in high school, you will learn to love it.
Love,
Erin aka Miss G (Age 30)
