I'm writing all my thoughts down. [On a piece of paper, not on this blog!]. I'm sealing them shut. I'm putting it in a safe container, along with things such as: my phone that doesn't work anymore [after I accidentally spilt orange juice on it]. A book that I made. A lei that I received for leavers dinner at school. Some photos. Some letters addressed to me. My broken iPod earphones. Maybe a newspaper and a magazine. Maybe a t-shirt. Other things that I think of during the day.
I'll open the time capsule when I turn 50. Because as I said before, 50, like 20, is a cool milestone. The hardest part is resisting to open anything before that! A friend says that this is an unrealistic mission. Anyhow, I'm being optimistic, and hoping I can do this!
If you want to write anything to my 50-year-old [haha!] self, please do so in the comments, and I'll print a copy out and put it in my capsule!
You will never hear [I mean read!] from me ever again.
Gandhali the Teen.