Dear Me: a Letter to My Fifteen-Year-Old Self

Dear me@15,
                      This mail is probably gonna reach you when you must be lost in the amidst of hopeless undertaking and idiocy.Better listen to every single word I say as I know you pretend to listen but in fact you don’t give a darn.
  To start things off, your indecisiveness sucks. Sooner or later, you will start thinking of opting for SCIENCE objects. Don’t go for mathematics because you suck at it, even today.
You look terrible in your repulsive over-coat  which you’re gonna wear it at your upcoming farewell(ADVICE: Avoid wearing if you can)
   Find an appropriate way to break up with her. The way you both ended wasn’t cool as you suck at goodbyes too.Hey!  Don’t worry as you are gonna  fall in love more times than you can count and end up in break heart (s).(TIP: Stick to the LOVE.LOSE.LOVE-AGAIN  theory.)
  Spend some time at the village, nanny will be gone soon. At last you will win the battle of acne and will soon get rid of them. Be the pensive moron that you are, chicks dig that shit.
  By the way, just a head-start. DON’T go for the long-distance relationship few years later. Apparently it will be a relationship minus phone sex kindaa delapidated relation, so it’s a lose-lose scenario.
 And few years later, you will lose your embarass-ginity when you’re gonna dump your gf on her birthday. You were totally unaware of her special day and this is the only waspish-part of yours I could hate.
 Keep writing.I know you suck at it, but sooner  you may start sucking at it less(Atleast I believe so) and will find something else to suck at(engineering).Oh yeah boy! You will fall for the engineering trap!
 Listen to AC/DC instead of BACKSTREET and BLUE.Its way cooler and enamoured.
 Quit the center-forward position in football. Play at the mid-field, you are good at it.(Afterall, scoring isn’t the only good part, passing is)
 Well everything will be unvarying even after giving you my feeble advices. So there’s no point in putting sense into you anyway. You will live your life in your own way and will do the same mistakes again. And you will grow up and ultimately become me@22 . One fine day you will regret the mistakes you did and that day would be your 22nd birthday and will write crap what you’re reading right now.Sadly you will not end up where you wanted to be, but you will end up where you need to be.  Like they say, it’s all written, in destiny or on internet.

LOVE,
Me @22
PS
Be Brave(but look who’s talking).