Dear 26 Year Old Myself,

By the time you read this, it will be exactly 6 months and 25 days since your 25 year old self wrote this. Congratulations, you are now over a quarter of a century old. It's definitely time that you've graduated with your Masters, moved out from university and got yourself a job. A REAL JOB. Yeah, like the type that people stick around in for more than 6 months and earn money with at least 4 digits on the paycheck (and yes, that excludes the 2 numbers after the decimal point) with the 1st digit being a number equal or more than "2".

If you haven't got a job by this time (or at the very least, goodness forbid, got yourself fired/resigned from your first one), I will come around and slap you. Period.

There will be a lot of changes that you'll have to make to adapt to working life. Like waking up earlier than 11am to begin with. For the last time, waking up at 7am to your alarm ringing and continuously snoozing it for 13 times in a row is NOT defined as waking up.

 Maybe I should replace my alarm clock with this to jump start my day.

You might also want to start cutting down your addiction reliance frequent visits on Facebook. Don't tell me you need to photo tag your face on this and that or you need to "like" other people's status and make "smart" comments on them. Bah, excuses. Stop procrastinating and start being productive.

 

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Oh, and please act your age. I know it's just a number, but you need to stop hanging around younger people and grow up a little. Maybe getting a moustache will help you look like you're an adult for once and not some Foundation kiddo.

On second thought, scrap that last one. I'm sure you look good enough and having too much fun to care about something as inconsequential as age. It's just a number anyway right?

Nah... Not Such a Good Idea.

Keep up your exercise routine and jogging! Remember that you're aiming for a half marathon end of this year. Crossing the Penang bridge! Eyes on the prize! Don't go all flabby on me!

You're gonna meet new people and see new things. But listen up, this is the most important thing, never ever forget where you came from and who your friends are. You wouldn't have made it this far without each one of them. Keep in touch you forgetful bugger and don't you dare blame it on old age! You're twenty-freaking-six for crap's sake! I hope you're still going back to visit Techflow every now and then. Remember that you loved every single moment of being there.

Take care, 26 year old Myself,






P.S. - Get yourself a pair of decent leather shoes for crying out loud.
P.P.S. - And wax them.
P.P.P.S. - Regularly.
P.P.P.P.S. - Please.