Dear awkward 7th grade version of myself,

Why are you wearing 2 tank-tops, you look like an idiot. However, I respect your attempt to try to fit in with the fellow middle-school trends. Keep it up. The stuff I'm about to tell you is going to blow your mind and you won't understand it, but heres some advice, kiddo.

By the time you get to high school, your friend group will change five times. Even crazier, you won't talk to most of the people ever again by the time you go to college. Don't get upset, you make super cool friends in college. Also, your dreams of singing and winning American Idol are never going to happen. American Idol is over, where even is Randy Jackson now? Who knows.

You're going to realize that everything you stress over is completely irrelevant. Try to remember that if what you're freaking out over won't matter in a week/month/year, odds are you should chill out and move on. Basically, stop freaking out about your bat-mitzvah. No one knows what you're saying anyways (including yourself).

You're also going to meet a lot of boys. You'll think that you are going to "love" some of them. Nah, chill girl! You're young as hell, save the love stuff for when you're in your 30's or never. Love your dog and chipotle- that's all your allowed to love.

Stop posting stupid stuff on Facebook. No one cares about what you are doing every second, I promise. You will look back at it and cringe. Theres even an app that shows you how embarrassing you are in the future. Seriously stop. Here's an example of how much of a weirdo you are.

Control yourself please. Is Taylor Lautner still hot 6 years later? Yes. But you don't need to announce it to the world. Who even compares Toy Story 3 to Eclipse? One does not compare Edward Cullen to Buzz Lightyear. Once again, you are a young idiot.

Basically, listen to your older, slightly wiser-self. You are going to change so much and grow into yourself like a little butterfly. You'll get through this awkward stage-kind of. You'll experience super uncomfortable moments. You'll also get in trouble a lot so mentally prepare yourself (sorry mom and dad).

Also, stop choosing weird braces colors, you look like you have spaghetti sauce in your teeth 24/7.

Much love,

Your future 18 year old-self.