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A letter to the future me

Oh hey future (now present) Claire (or random reader, hi to you too!).

You're about to start reading (yet) more books. You really shouldn't, but you are. School is busy... very busy and you feel on top of things and waaaay out of your depth at the same time. You're on your third draft of your personal statement and your UCAS application is very nearly done. It's scary. One of your best friend's is going to university next Sunday, this saddens and excites you very much.

A vast array of things are happening right now: medical, school, money contemplations (and spendings), parties, friend stuff. I'd like to think that in six months you will be in a little better (if not better clearer) place than you are right now.

Sometimes it's important to take a step back and relax a little (but relax in moderation and don't make a fool of yourself). The spontaneous things are the things that please you most, you keep finding this out. You should also listen to your own advice more; tweeting "every cloud has a silver lining!" and then proceeding to get sad is not a thing you should do, silly girl.

Hopefully you will have offers now... and accepted them. I hope your re-sit went okay and you worked hard at it. Hopefully you will have seen wonderful people and places (and maybe have a new camera). I hope you're happy (right nooow *sings Wicked*). I hope you're working hard and I hope that when you read this you are still making a fool of yourself complementing people and texting song lyrics with Hannah every morning and still posting videos on the internet.

Ultimately, though, I hope everything is okay. And if it's not remember to re-read things and love things and put things into perspective - it's not always as bad as you think. Also, listen to people more they make more sense than you most of the time; I don't want any what-ifs to be occurring.

Hugs and love and all of that, past (then present) Claire! <3

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