I spent my life becoming invisible

"Dear Nicole,

In case you didn't know, this is an alien talking...jk! This is your former self 10 years ago as a 13 year old. Amazing, huh? You are one cool cat. You had a great year, no matter how bad you thought your middle school years sucked. You're right though, 7th grade was one of the toughest years of your life so far, but you worked through it and had a specialrific 8th grade year. You worked hard for your grades, your friends, and your family. You worked for what you believed in (is that bragging? oh well!). You loved dance (although I hope you still do). And you wished good, nice, deserving people like yourself and your friends could have a chance at stardom or running the school. You played the clarinet and planned to be in marching band freshman year. You tryed out for dance at Timpview and didn't make it, but you wrote a letter persuading Timpview to add a Freshman Ballroom Team. We (or I) don't know if it worked yet, but will find out soon. Did it work? What ever happened, I'm glad you're me and I'm you. All the struggles and hardships, I am starting to realize, are for the better. Hopefully you have already realized it too. Be successful, cause you are planning my future and if it sucks, I'll come into the future and kill you...or not). Have fun, *follow your dreams*, and . . .
3,6,9, CAT!

                           Nicole Marie Hopkinson

P.S. If you don't know or remember this, call Aubrey Snelson at 373-4343 for more information :)

oh and

P.P.S. I hope you finally accomplished your goal of getting better handwriting cause right now, it SUCKS!"

That was a little letter I wrote at the end of 8th grade in my English class. While cleaning my room for college, I found this, and even though I wasn't supposed to open it till May 27th, 2018, I did anyways. And I thought I'd write back a little reply to good ole 13 year old me....

"Dearest Nicole,
How great it was to hear from you! I was glad you wrote down all those details so as for us to remember it. You were one funny kid if I remember correctly (or at least we thought so). I'm sorry I opened up this letter early, but you know us - we never really had any patience. And you're right, you did work hard to find a place in this world after the tough move. And I'm proud of you - real proud. After all, you got me here today which is in a really good spot. Would you have ever imagined that you would have done all 4 years of marching AND symphonic band? Or that you were called to join the ballroom team and did all 4 years of that too? Yes, the Freshman Ballroom team worked, but not until the year after. But hey, you helped initiate and make those changes, so congrats! You were a fighter and you made some good decisions for us. Again, you're right about the struggles through life. And as smart as you were, you were still naive and, I'll be honest, stupid. But high school helped you grow up. You'd be happy to know you're going to BYU in the fall and you're life is finally falling into place. Good thing you learned early that boys are stupid.

But overall, you done good kid, you done good.

Love, yourself.

P.S. How could anyone forget 3,6,9, CAT?! Right, Aubrey? ;)

P.P.S. You really cared about that a lot, eh?

1 comment:

  1. Oh gosh :) the first thing I saw was "3 6 9 cat" and I was like, man when did I grow up.
    But the fact that you wrote my first and last name AND my phone number?
    Classic. This post is too good :D