Letter from 1998 Me to future me.

[Written in 8th grade, to myself in 12th grade. Let’s see if I let myself down!]

Dear Me,

Hi, how ya doin’? It’s you, from the past. Ooo, weird! By now,  (I’m hoping) you have achieved many academic feats. You are involved in the play, in cast, and you are really good! (Nothing like complimenting yourself, huh?) I wonder if you are getting involved in law or psychology— those are the professions that I’m interested in. Is Christine in space yet? Tell her I say “hi Chrispex!” How’s the twenty-first century? Any cool inventions? You have won a (or many) writing award(s) and you are on honor roll. Are you ready for college? It scares me. I don’t want Christine to leave next year. I’ll miss her so much! Is Dad cool? Are foreign relations between the waring parents back up? If not, yeesh! I thought it was a long time for me!

So, are you driving the Beamer yet? I think that’s so cool! By the way, don’t feel depressed if all of the things don’t come true. You’re so unpredictable, like me! Ha, ha! Star Wars rulz! (If you don’t think so, WHAT’S HAPPENING TO ME!) Anyway, what college are you going to? Ivy League (at least I hope so.)

I wonder if Dr. V is still there. He keeps threatening to retire. Has he blackmailed you? Did it to many but Chris stood up to him! Who are your friends, still friends with Jordan and the rest? I think you have become friends with Pocantico kids.

Is the cat doing fine, is there a new house? Are you dating? Wow, I wonder how much I’ve changed. Oh well! I guess that is all.

Star Wars forever!

Love,

You

aka

Nicole Muller

(from the past!)

[So… let’s see… I did do play and was really good- hah, stay on honor roll, win (many) writing awards, get into an Ivy League school… my parents did stop fighting a bit, Dr. V was still in charge of Performing Arts and didn’t like me, I DID become friends with Pocantico kids (Tommy!) and stayed friends with “the rest”, we did move into a house… The only letdowns are that the cat died senior year of lung cancer, and I didn’t get my license until I was 19 and therefore never drove the Beamer. Oh: AND STAR WARS STILL RULZ. Except for the prequels, which were intensely disappointing for me.]

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In one experiment, twenty-six of fifty well-fed mice developed mammary tumors by a hundred weeks of age— the typical lifespan of lab mice— compared with none of fifty that were allowed only minimal calories. Tannenbaum’s semi-starved animals not only lived longer, but were more active, he reported, and had fewer ‘pathological changes in the heart, kidneys, liver, and other organs’.

What’d you get for Christmas? CANCER! (Get back on the diet, folks.)

[From Gary Taubes’ Good Calories, Bad Calories]

merry. (Taken with picplz.)

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Newspaper from 1955 (Taken with picplz at Normandie Tourist Hotel in Los Angeles, CA.)

Newspaper from 1955 (Taken with picplz at Normandie Tourist Hotel in Los Angeles, CA.)

Wait… This newspaper is from 1955. That means… We’re all GHOSTS!!! (Taken with picplz at Normandie Tourist Hotel in Los Angeles, CA.)

Wait… This newspaper is from 1955. That means… We’re all GHOSTS!!! (Taken with picplz at Normandie Tourist Hotel in Los Angeles, CA.)

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Why lisa whyyyyy (Taken with picplz at Normandie Tourist Hotel in Los Angeles, CA.)

Why lisa whyyyyy (Taken with picplz at Normandie Tourist Hotel in Los Angeles, CA.)

Human trafficking (Taken with picplz at Normandie Tourist Hotel in Los Angeles, CA.)

Human trafficking (Taken with picplz at Normandie Tourist Hotel in Los Angeles, CA.)