How old were you 8 years ago? I was 14.

Think about yourself. What if you could tell your 8-years-younger self all the things you would experience?

Would your younger self be disgusted by how many people you've hurt? Would your younger self be able to comprehend the friends you lost? Would your younger self try their damnedest not to turn in to you?

This is a thought that's been going through my head, because 8 years ago, I was just about to start High School. Fuck. That seems far back.

I know my 8th-grade self would be disgusted with me, and amazed at what I've done to and with people.

My 8th-grade self would probably sympathize with me when, as Alex and Drunkie put it, "the first holocaust of Mitch" happened. Oh, February.

I know my 8th-grade self wouldn't have joined the Glacier and met some of the strongest people I've ever met.


My 8th-grade self would be pissed at me for all the despicable things I did to a sweet girl, breaking her heart, and all the problems I caused for another.My 8th-grade self would know better than that. My 8th-grade self would have apologized.

My 8th-grade self wouldn't be surprised that few friends have stayed with me through it all.

My 8th-grade self wouldn't believe that I could go to a state university and actually succeed at something, even if it is only using the macro lens. (Thanks Liz and Brian)

My 8th-grade self would probably not want to room with P. My 8th-grade self was against most things he stands for.

My 8th-grade self wouldn't have stopped going to church, and would have thought through Em's faith.

Come to think of it, my 8th-grade self was a pretty damn good citizen.