Obviously, I can’t go back in time and give advice to my younger self. (YET.)
But if I could, here are three pieces I would tell my younger self, at three certain times in my younger self’s life.
1. Don’t give that three-page love letter to that boy. Actually, you should probably lose his phone number indefinitely.
2. When your dorm’s RA asks if you want to grab something to eat, he doesn’t mean it to be friendly and helpful to you, the new freshman. He means it as a date. Don’t go on that date. He will bring you to meet his parents, and it will be painfully awkward.
3. Please double-check the Send list on that email. Reply To All means exactly that.
Those are just three of the gut-twisting humiliations I have suffered in my life. Forget what they say about “making me who I am.” As soon as those nerds at NASA invent time travel, those are the three top moments I’m planning on revisiting. Even if they warn us against “meddling with the space-time continuum.” I’M A REBEL, Y’ALL.
What are your three moments? I’m hoping they’re as bad as mine.