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Dear 27 year old me This is you when you were 12. I know that you're probably busy counting your 100 billion dollars or hanging out with John Travolta or something, but hopefully you find time to read this. I'm sure you are now the CEO of some huge company and have a huge mansion on the coast of France or something. You're probably dating a super model and have servants to wait on you hand and foot.  Maybe even your own theme park.  Who knows?  I mean even without the theme park, you can't complain. I'm sure some mornings when you get into your flying car and zoom off to your office on the Moon, you wonder how you got here.  You wonder if you deserve to be where you are today. I just wanted to tell you don't worry about that crap Just keep being awesome. See you in 15 years. ---------- Dear 12 year old me. Stop writing stupid letters and study.  You are not helping our cause at the moment. Sincerely 15 years late, 100 billion short
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Feb 20, 2012
Feb 20, 2012 at 11:10 PM UTC
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Dear 27 year old me This is you when you were 12. I know that you're probably busy counting your 100 billion dollars or hanging out with John Travolta or something, but hopefully you find time to read this. I'm sure you are now the CEO of some huge company and have a huge mansion on the coast of France or something. You're probably dating a super model and have servants to wait on you hand and foot.  Maybe even your own theme park.  Who knows?  I mean even without the theme park, you can't complain. I'm sure some mornings when you get into your flying car and zoom off to your office on the Moon, you wonder how you got here.  You wonder if you deserve to be where you are today. I just wanted to tell you don't worry about that crap Just keep being awesome. See you in 15 years. ---------- Dear 12 year old me. Stop writing stupid letters and study.  You are not helping our cause at the moment. Sincerely 15 years late, 100 billion short
It was my Birthday two days ago.  I wondered what I would have told myself when I was 12.
j-a-doetsch
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Feb 20, 2012
Feb 20, 2012 at 11:10 PM UTC
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